As I started classes last week, I couldn't help but think about how bittersweet this semester is going to be. I cannot believe that I graduate in December. It feels like just yesterday I was a scared little freshman going to Chick Fil A with Hillary almost every night to escape the craziness that was in our dorm. Now in three months I will be finished at UWF. As sweet as not being in school sounds, it is also very bitter. I realized that I wasted a lot of time worrying about exams and other assignments instead of focusing more on the people around me. My goal this semester is to be more focused on lifting my classmates up as opposed to focusing so much on myself. Also, I am somewhat freaking out because I have no idea what I am going to do after I graduate. I know that I want to go to an interpreter training school for sign language but that is about all I know. As strange as it sounds, I almost like this feeling. All throughout my life I have been a planner and organizer. It is somewhat refreshing to not know where I am going to be in a year. I look forward to spending many hours in prayer seeking guidance for this decision. My specific prayer is that wherever I am led to next, I will be a light and example for God's glory. It does not matter so much the place but what I am doing in the place that defines my life.
Verse of the week: "For the Lord is good. His unfailing love continues forever, and his faithfulness continues to each generation." Psalm 100:5
Also I would like to give a shout out to my friend Thomas who took me to the shooting range this past weekend.
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| The homemade wreath Kalee and I made for my front door. For neither one of us being crafty, it turned out pretty well. |
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