Do you remember being nineteen? Nineteen is hard. Nineteen is a time of waiting. You've outgrown childhood, but you don't have a clue what's next. You've entered college, but you don't know what you're supposed to be. You've taken on new responsibilities, but you aren't sure you can handle them. You've earned new freedoms, but you're not entirely sure you want them.
Nineteen answers mostly to itself. Mom and Dad are there to offer advice and counsel you, but your decisions are up to you. At nineteen you are sick of school, but not finished with it yet. You still have more to learn about academics, life and yourself. You change direction like a weather vane in a tornado. You've accomplished your high school goals, but what comes next? You're not sure who you're going to become and where you're supposed to go. You're full of dreams, but not certain which ones you should work on first.
This is the place my oldest son is in now. He's a little stressed and a lot confused. He's proud of his achievements so far, but unsure of what he wants to achieve next. He's struggling with doubts and thinking of changing his major. He's trying to put it in God's hands and continue working hard while he waits to see what path he should take.
Would you say a prayer for my young man while he waits? He trusts the Lord to show him the way, but I know your prayers will help settle his spirit. He needs that right now. Nineteen is hard. Do you remember being nineteen?
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