Recently, I’ve been thinking about what I’m going to do when I get home. Ive been thinking about it for a while and I couldnt really think of anything that I would want to do for the rest of my life. When my parents came to see me in Guatemala, they talked to me about my future plans and what my thoughts where. I just replied with, “I dont really know.” I didnt want to go to college, but at the same time I wasnt sure that my previous plan of opening a bakery was still what I wanted to do. It ended up being a really good talk and my parents shared alot of wisdom with me. The one part of the conversation that really stuck was when my mom said that she just wanted me to do what God wanted me to do. She didnt really care about the physical job, all she cared about was that I was obeying the Lord and doing what he wants me to day. She told me to start praying about it and to keep an open mind and get okay with the fact that God might want me to go to college. So thats exactly what I did. I prayed alot, kept an open mind, and listened for what the Lord told me. After about 4 days, a bunch of the girls on my squad where talking about their dreams and what they wanted to do when they where done with the race. One of my teammates, Sarah, told us about her dream to buy a big house and open it up to women and girls that where sexually and physically abused and helping restore them mentally and physically. This was something I had heard before several times but this time in particular it pulled on my heart strings. I started praying about why I was suddenly feeling all tingly inside about this. Then it happened, the Lord told me what I was going to do when I get home…. are you ready…..
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I’ve decided that I’m going to go to college after all. My plan is to major in Psychology and minor in behavioral studies. I don’t know what college yet, but I know that the Lord will help me out with my decision. I want to get this degree because I have had people in my life that have struggled with abuse and I’ve seen it from the outside, so I want to share hope, joy, and Jesus with the women and girls that don’t have any. Thank you for reading and please be praying for my final months of the Race and for my team.
