Island

There is a tiny piece of land (I guess you can call it an Island) not too far from Black Sand Beach (one of the beaches on campus).
It is surrounded by the ocean.
I feel I am on that Island;

while I am close enough to other structures to still feel connected,
I can't move to them/become comfortable enough with them because I can't swim and my Island is surrounded by ocean.

God knows this.
And still he keeps me on this Island.
And I realize this is where he wants me.
There is uncertainty around me...
And yet, I know this is where God wants me.
On this rock I am to stand,
all other ground is sinking sand...