It’s always this huge ordeal - what I’m doing with my life, where I’m going, who I’ll be with. And I’m this person that is scrambling around until the very last minute because I’m not God and I don’t know what to do next. Or what to say.
And then there’s God who sweeps me off my feet. He’s always holding my hand, walking with me, and calling for my attention. Because He already knows where my life is headed. And there’s nothing more comforting than an all-knowing, omniscient sovereign Lord that is always with me.