There is a reason I have always loved leftovers. Especially after big meals or my mom’s spaghetti. God has done something very special with me. He has shown me the value of seconds. No, not like the measure of time, but of second options, second picks – the things we did not necessarily want, but God knew we needed. I first realized it when I was going abroad to study. Ghana was my second choice and I was pretty upset when I was chosen to go to Ghana instead of my first choice South Africa. Now, looking back, that was nothing but God. I had the time of my life. I met the most incredibly amazing people. I learned so much about myself and the world in general. I met my first love. It was a pure blessing. The second time I realized it was when I was deciding to do Brethren Volunteer Service. I had really really wanted to go and be active in Washington DC. I loved the thought of that job and everything it entailed, but God had another plan for me. He threw Harrisburg in my face, got me interested and got me here as quickly as possible. Man won’t He do it now. This is amazing. Everything about this experience gives me exactly what I need for spiritual, career, physical, and mental growth. I know there is so much in store for me. I need to continue to remember that God comes into my life in seconds. So when I worry about that first love, I know that there is going to be a second that God brings in my life that will (God willing) be my forever. The Lord said, “The first shall be last, and the last, first”. That is what this reminds me of. It is funny how seconds always seem to have a negative connotation, but they have been such absolute blessings in my life. I am so grateful for a God who knows seconds are gifts.