Walked out of my last class ever yesterday. Handed in my paper, turned, and smiled. On Saturday, I’ll walk across the stage and turn the tassel. What’s ahead is unknown. But I have people in my life who will keep me grounded. People who will love me through thick and thin. Family and friends are my foundation. I also have a God who promises to be my Provider. To forgive me when I fall. To love me when I’m at my lowest. I am, and will always be, a new creation in Him. My baptism assures this in me. And that’s why the unknown is nothing to be afraid of. We can live in a HOPE that is truly everlasting. It’s not an easy concept to grasp, but doesn’t that make it all the more beautiful?