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First gift of the season:
My advising professor just planned out my next 5 quarters, my whole (hopefully) career as a Mechanical Engineering graduate student - class by class.  I feel both excited and a little tired - definitely intimidated.  Yet with this rising storm of intense classes and growing responsibility at my internship, doubtlessly riddled with consciously chosen sleepless nights of catch-up and read-up and annual pains of seeing dear schoolmates graduate… I see a silver lining in our LORD’s provision. 
So as my future has begun the materializing of a monstrous beast called adult-life, I look down at the little that I have, that I am, that I myself am capable of and whole-heartedly cry, “Jehovah Jirah, my provider: Your grace is sufficient for me.”

First gift of the season:

My advising professor just planned out my next 5 quarters, my whole (hopefully) career as a Mechanical Engineering graduate student - class by class.  I feel both excited and a little tired - definitely intimidated.  Yet with this rising storm of intense classes and growing responsibility at my internship, doubtlessly riddled with consciously chosen sleepless nights of catch-up and read-up and annual pains of seeing dear schoolmates graduate… I see a silver lining in our LORD’s provision. 

So as my future has begun the materializing of a monstrous beast called adult-life, I look down at the little that I have, that I am, that I myself am capable of and whole-heartedly cry, “Jehovah Jirah, my provider: Your grace is sufficient for me.”

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