College life

Potential . . . there is so much of it at college. So many people in the prime of their life – healthy, athletic, smart, ambitious, skilled, looking for their future – all at one place at one time.

Sometimes I wonder if it is a good idea.
All that potential packed into one place . . . I think I understand why Colleges/universities have been the breeding grounds for some of the best reforms and some of the worst revolutions.

Okay, so not everyone at college is healthy, smart, ambitious, or preparing for their future =) Some of them are, some of them definitely are not, and some of them only think they are! However, the overwhelming majority of people attracted to college fit into one of those categories . . . some of them into several . . . a scary few seem to fit into all of them!

The point is, the amount of potential wrapped up in even one campus is scary. You begin to wonder where it's all going to go and what it's going to do. Like a pack of dynamite, it can do a lot of good if it is used carefully, but if it falls into irresponsible hands, it makes a mess.

Potential . . . so many trying to do to much with it . . . so many doing too little with it. They have all the ingredients for a wonderful and useful life, but as I walk past them and hear their conversations, I realize that most of them don't even know what life is about. They are busy trying to win a game for which they haven't even figured out the rules.

It's sad, but also a little bit scary, for I realize that, without care, I could fall into the same trap. It's terribly easy . . . all it needs is to forget for a while whose definition of success you are aiming for – man's or God's. Forget that, and suddenly you could join the rat race thousands of other people have fallen into . . . the race for success . . . a race as miserable as it is futile unless you know the true definition of success.

The other day,when I was looking at the wrong definition of sucess, God brought this song to mind.

God sees the heart.

Our God does not judge by how tall we may stand,
Or how much we posess, or the rank we command.
His gaze goes far deeper to things that endure,
He honors the man who keeps his heart pure.

For the eyes of the Lord are searching to and fro,
We have no secrets that our does not know,
Our father knows our thoughts, he understands every part,
Man sees the outside, but God sees the heart.

Our God measures man by a standard divine,
For he sees underneath every outward design;
He looks past possessions and costly attire,
He tries every heart, every thought and desire.

For the eyes of the Lord are searching to and fro,
We have no secrets that our does not know,
Our father knows our thoughts, he understands every part,
Man sees the outside, but God sees the heart.