Transition

My first three months after graduating college I spent time in California, Texas, and China. Yeah, I see all of the similarities between those too. Graduation felt like dress up. I put on the drab academic cap and gown to celebrate my four years of study at University. Don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of the classic academic ensemble with the "Pomp and Circumstance". My high school graduation opted for a more, festive selection out of tradition--bright orange and pure white. So, black was a transition from those vibrant colors.

Transition in life, whether miniscule or earth-shattering isn't easy. Often times I don't think we even take time to recognize change or transition in our lives. Then we wonder why we're stressed or irritated with the smallest of things. Well, since graduation I sure have noticed transition.

Walking to class, now driving EVERYWHERE! Friends who once lived down the hall now live up the freeway 30 minutes or across the globe. Flexible weekends to no weekends. Late night fun to early bed times. Studious college student to working young adult. Dependent to, well, almost independent...I'm working on it! After landing in the States, jet lagged for one week, I packed and moved to begin my year-long internship. Although the distance from home is barely two hours, everything is completely different.

Regardless of our age, there is always some transition going on in our lives even if just slight. When I take the time to recognize the shift, I can focus on the one thing that is constant--Christ. Everything around me can be moving, changing, leaving, disappointing. But He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. He is a stronghold, a place of refuge. He protects, guides, listens, cares, and loves. Always.