"But now, O Lord, you are our Father;
we are the clay, and you are our potter;
we are all the work of your hand."
All of these new experiences and quick transitions in college can cause me to run to Him in desperation which leads to joy, or to fret and worry which leads to fear. Sometimes it's both, sometimes it's one or the other. Yet His faithfulness to us is as constant as the daily tide and His love as vast as the ocean. He changes us and molds us, as the potter, only because of His grace.
Our Father is faithful.