Last week I met A, a senior at a local college, who is interning at the children's home. She and another one of the interns have started attending the Monday night group I lead at the home. Turns out A is the roommate of one of our local Young Life leaders and she has been reading the blog for a while. This morning we had the chance to go grab a cup of coffee and chat.
As I asked her about her post-graduation plans, she shared her desire to attend graduate school and pursue a career in counseling. As she gushed about her plans, the 'mature, responsible grown up' in me couldn't help but ask her some practical questions.
Where had she applied? One place.
Had she been accepted? No word yet.
How was she going to pay for it? With a flexible, well paying job she didn't have yet.
Was she going to live at home? No, she needed a roommate and a place to live.
She smiled the whole time. Apparently, her parents are asking her similar questions, reminding her that their financial support will cease on graduation day. Yet, A is not worried. She explained to me that she has always been a nervous, worried person--but for the first time in her life she is positive that this is God's plan for her and she is walking in faith that it will all fall into place.
Oh, to still have that idealism! I caught myself thinking. I hope she is not disappointed.
As I left there I felt very convicted. What if I am the one who should be worried--about my lack of faith--rather than worrying about her lack of 'realism?' The look on her face as we talked had not been ignorant overconfidence--it was faith and peace.
I wrestled with these thoughts as I ran errands. Then I remembered a passage I had read in Crazy Love as I was waiting for her to arrive for our meeting:
"Christians today like to play it safe. We want to put ourselves in situations where we are safe 'even if there is no God.' But if we truly desire to please God, we cannot live that way. We have to do things that cost us during our life on Earth but will be more than worth it in eternity."
I was challenged.
Two hours after I left her I received a text message from A. When she got home she had an e-mail waiting from her graduate college choice: She was in--and she gave God all the glory.
Oh, me of little faith.