I am living life on the edge. Theoretically speaking. As I peer over a cliff toward the next chapter. Senior year is the edge of high school and the edge of childhood.
This year, it has been a struggle to avoid focusing too much on the future. I have had to learn to swivel my neck around to consider the past four years in retrospect. Although some things are better left unremembered, there are also memories that are waiting to be found again.
For me, some of the best moments of high school were midnight Denny’s runs with friends, the journalism trip to New York, singing in ensemble, cheering at football and basketball games, playing soccer and track and winning powderpuff this year.
There are so many things I could’ve listed that made high school the best years of my life. At any other school, I couldn’t have participated and enjoyed as much as I have at FC.
I have realized that my journey at this school has truly come to define me. This place, these people and the memories I have made here have formed me into who I am today.
The most important lesson I have learned is that humility is truly a gift to be prized. And more often than not I find myself praying to receive it.
This quote from Oswald Chambers has been my theme for the year, “A saint is never consciously a saint; a saint is consciously aware of their dependence on God.”
As I delve into my life at this school, I can see how dependent on God I really am. FC has built me up to be confident in what I believe and that my identity is steady only when I am dependent on God.
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For more senior reflections, read the May 15 article: Senior offers advice, knowledge to underclassmen.
