That is the name of the 2010-2011 Southern Memories yearbook I am holding in my hands. As I took my book this evening after the Strawberry Festival, walking away from the crowd waiting to get their book, and stepped outside, something suddenly hit me.
My first year of college is just about over.
It literally feels like yesterday I was pulling up on campus with my parents on a hot, sunny day in July with two cars full of my stuff ready to move me into the dorm. One year ago I was on my senior class mission trip in Panama, having a life-changing experience. Almost one year ago I was in my cap and gown and walking down the aisle with my class with my parents snapping pictures. Now here I am, finishing my first year of college and three years away from getting my diploma and stepping into "the real world".
Sometimes that thought scares me. When I think back on memories from my childhood, all the good times with my friends going to a good school, it makes me miss the simple, care-free and stress-free days of childhood. However, sometimes I get so excited that I just want to skip the next three years and graduate so that I can officially begin my life.
Yet I won't be granted either of those wishes. I'm somewhere stuck in the middle of them. But God has promised us that He has a plan for our lives, that for everything there is a season. For me, my time as a kid has come and gone. I will never get it back because that chapter of my life is over. However, I am in a new and exciting chapter right now and another one even more exciting will soon be here. I just have to turn my life over to God and trust Him, knowing that He has a plan worked out for me. All I've got to do now is to sit back, relax, and let God take over the driver's seat. This is going to be a drive like nothing I've ever experienced before.