Here's your sign..

I guess you could say I'm a bit superstitious, or at least that's how most people perceive it these days, but to me I feel like I am religiously aware. I take everything as a sign, because I genuinely believe everything happens for a reason. Bad things happen so eventually good things can come.

Remember in the bible God sent messages to his disciples in the form of dreams. Why wouldn't God still do that now? Whenever I have a dream that seems to stick with me more than others I take time to evaluate what it could mean. Because God doesn’t always come right out and say what he is trying to tell you. It’s kind of like when you can’t find the answer to a question in your book and you teacher says “Just keep looking, it’s in there.” Often times we can’t find what we are looking for because we are either looking too hard, or not looking hard enough. For me that is when God slaps me with a sign.

This week I got a big sign that came disguised as a letter. You see I’m one of those people that messed around and planned my whole life out without asking God how he felt about it, and now I’m paying for it. If you want to make God laugh tell him your plans. Every piece of my plan has fallen through, and if I was a quitter I would have already gave up on college and having a career. That’s just the pure honest truth.

I know I’ve told you all about my plans to go to college, get married, have children, and be a nurse, right? Ha. Talk about a hopeless plan. For one I have no intentions at the moment of ever getting married or having children. Granted that may change, I sincerely hope it doesn’t. But, this week I received a letter, remember the disguise for a sign from God, which informed me I wasn’t accepted into nursing school. Naturally you’d assume I got depressingly sad about the news since that was my plan after all. However, I haven’t felt sad at all. Actually I feel a bit relieved.

By now I’m sure you’re thinking “Man, this girl doesn’t know what she wants.” If so, then indeed you’re right. I don’t know what I want, which is a scary thought considering I am in my second year of college and I’m changing majors. I just don’t think I would be me if I didn’t go around changing my mind and making out of the blue decisions. I use to be a planner, but now I realize sometimes you just have to do what’s right for you at that time.

This is my advice to all kids graduating high school or who are in their first year of college, move out. Rather you’re going away to college or going to a local community college move out of your parents house. Moving out has really showed me who I am. When you don’t have anyone there telling you what to do and what not to do you can really see what kind of adult you’re going to be. I honestly believe being on my own has showed me a lot of signs about my career path. I’m going to continue looking for signs, and hopefully I’ll be on the right path soon.