So school has started but not really. Taking short courses, half moving in, meeting half of everyone – they all give me the feel of having only one foot across the threshold. I have never taken well to shifting gears quickly, so I guess these 2 weeks are a good period for me to slowly phase back into school-life. It is exciting, but as with most exciting things, it is a little scary. What if I am not good enough? I look at myself and still so many imperfections, so many unwon battles, so much brokenness and fear and childishness.

But alas, in some strange mysterious way, this is the best place for us to be. For He is near to those who are contrite in heart. This is the best place for me to be.

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