This summer is beginning to remind me of those of my early-to-mid teens. Being old enough to "look after ones' self" but too young to get a job brought a kind of helpless feeling. This year 'being too young' has been replaced by 'only being available for the next eight weeks.'

While this can, at times, be frustrating I'm sure that God is teaching me stuff that I couldn't learn if everything was 'going to plan.' In my helplessness I'm once again forced into his arms. The whole degree thinghas also brought to light questions of where I find my value. Do I look for affirmation by intellectual means, or do I look to God? Am I trying to satisfy legitimate needs by illegitimate means?