How long, O Lord?

Yesterday marked 4 months since I graduated. Four months that I’ve basically been a loafer. A happy loafer for the first two months, then a restless one. Recently , I’ve had a lot of repenting to do.  Take last Thursday, for example: I attended my very first job fair.There were a number of medium-sized and large multinational companies present, but the pickings for an architecture grad like myself were slim. I kept wishing that I could time-travel so that I could tell my 17-year-old self to study engineering, or even economics. Walking home, I repeated to myself something I used to tell others: God is good. God is in control.

I’m well aware that once I do get a job, I’ll look back on this phase with nostalgia—just like the Israelites remembered Egypt with such fondness. With this free time, I’ve been able to polish some skills and gain new ones—all by sitting in front of my computer. Still, I look forward to the day that I’ll spend more time interacting with real, live human beings…