This academic season is harder than I thought it would be. I’ve put in the work, I’ve sent in my applications, and now all I can do is wait. And honestly, God? That is actually the part I struggle with the most. I find it difficult to not know what’s coming, to not feel like I am in control. Periods like this make my mind race with the “what ifs” and all of the worst-case scenarios it can dream up. There are moments where I feel hopeful and excited about all of the possibilities that are waiting for me on the other side of this. But then there are moments where doubt creeps in, and I start wondering if I’m good enough, or if I made the right choices, or if I’ll end up where I am meant to be.
Instead of letting these thoughts get the best of me, I’m coming to you, God. I lay every fear, every anxious thought, every ounce of pressure I’ve put on myself, at your feet. You are bigger than an acceptance letter. You are greater than any rejection. My future doesn’t rest in the hands of an admissions committee — it rests in yours. It always has.
You already know exactly where I belong, God. Before I even submitted a single application, you saw my path from beginning to end. You know which doors need to open and which ones should stay closed, even if I don’t understand why. So, God, help me to trust that. Help me to believe that no matter what answer I get, I am not defined by this outcome. My worth is not measured by a school’s decision. It’s found in you.
If I get into my dream school, let me receive it with gratitude, knowing that every opportunity is a gift from you, God. Let me walk into this exciting chapter with humility, using every experience as a way to grow into the person you’re calling me to be. And if I don’t get in, help me to not let disappointment crowd my mind. Remind me that rejection doesn’t mean failure — it just means that you have something different in store for me. Even if I can’t see it yet, even if it doesn’t make sense right away, let me hold onto the truth that your plans are always greater — that you know my true purpose.
While I wait — crack peace into me, God. I don’t want to spend these days consumed by worry or fear. Quiet the anxious thoughts, quiet the comparisons, quiet the self-doubt, and quiet the fear of what people will think. Keep me from believing the lie that my future is ruined if things don’t go exactly as I had hoped for. Instead, fill me with confidence that my story is unfolding exactly as it should.
No matter what happens next — I trust you, God. I trust that you will guide my future, that you will be with me throughout every transition, and that you will shape my purpose in a way that is beyond anything I could ever imagine. Thank you for walking with me in this season, thank you for carrying me through the uncertainty, and thank you for loving me — no matter where I end up.
I place it all in your hands, God.
Amen.
