Envelopes continued...

I didn't get into SPU's program. Well, I was waitlisted, so my odds of getting in are pretty small. But it doesn't really matter, because when I saw that tiny little envelope, I realized I didn't lose anything that couldn't be found elsewhere. I don't know what I was so scared about. I'm a different person today than I was last year, not because I am better, but because Jesus Christ has met me where I am time and again. From these experiences I have been blessed with faith and hope and peace. Besides, now I'm so used to waiting that realizing I have another couple months of uncertaintity doesn't feel that bad. In fact, it feels kind of good to know that nothing has really changed. Does it hurt at all? The answer is an emphatic YES, but I know now that despite the hurt, God is working something good in my life, and he will see it to perfection. So as I sit here trying to process everything through, I am more than convinced that this tiny envelope was a very good gift from above.