Oh, hello blog. Did you think I had forgotten you?
I knew things would change when I started college, but never did I guess how much they would change, or in what ways. My mind is still reeling from all of the new realities that I am adjusting to, which is much of why I have not written a post since the beginning of the semester.
Much of college, for me, has been about realizing who God has chosen me to be. As I was driving home from campus last week, the fact that I have been chosen by God hit me like a ton of bricks. God chose me to be an artist. No matter what I decide to do with my life, I cannot deny that I am an artist by nature. When God formed me with His own hand, He created me with that artist's heart. That may seem like a small realization to some, but for me it was huge. And with that knowledge in my grasp, I knew that I was done trying to figure out who I was. My goal is now to simply follow Christ and be what I know is pleasing to Him.
God chose you for something special, too. If you will only walk with Him and read His Word, He will reveal to you exactly who He created you to be. Believe me when I say that it is a beautiful thing to realize that you have been chosen by God.
My major changed to English shortly after midterms. After half of a semester of Psychology, I realized that I didn't love it the way that I thought I did. Even though Psychology fascinates me, I am simply not passionate about it- and it was killing me that I was in pursuing a career in something that I did not absolutely love. Writing, on the other hand, I have a burning passion for. I love it as much as I love music, and it is the way that I express that artistic nature that God gave me. I have always dreamed of going to college and chasing my dreams- and I am doing that now. I am going to be a writer and high school English teacher, and that makes me happier than I even know how to describe.
