Life

Well, I'm an upperclassman in high school and the stress about finding a college and deciding on an occupation is really high with my friends and me. I've wanted to go into architecture for as long as I can remember, and design cool buildings like this.



But, more recently, I've thought about maybe going into the medical field. I've thought about the rush of being a EMT or the joy of being a pediatrician and working with kids. I've been confused, on top of that, my parents are really putting the pressure on to find a good college and start doing visits. It's hard to find a college when you don't even know what you want to do, where you want to be, or anything like that. It's sad thinking that I'm might have to leave my friends and go away, but I don't know if I want to stay close to home either -- and these are all things you have to think about when choosing a college. My brain has started to look like this...


My creative writing teacher walked by us today during a writing time, and my friend Rachael asked what inspired her to be a teacher. We began talking about that, the three of us, and she said some really interesting things. A few things she said really had a strong impact on me. This is just a paraphrase, but it went something like this, "I don't think that God calls you to one thing. He'd be happy with a list of things that you decided to do. You have to look inside of yourself and decided what you want to do. But you don't have to do that by just deciding, you can take lots of classes about lots of different things and see what classes you really enjoy." Eventually, she had to get up and leave and help some other people, but that really stuck with me. 

I think thats totally true, but I've been so stressed and busy to really notice it. We always pray for God to tell us what we're suppose to do with our life, and He replies -- we just aren't patient enough to notice it. Like with anything you have to uncover, (like homework is never easy) you have to dig deep and really search inside yourself and find what you really enjoy doing. It's never going to be as easy as just praying and getting an answer. It's good to pray about it, but you're not always going to get a clear answer. 

This teaches me that you have to know yourself, and you have to learn what you actually really enjoy, instead of those things that you just kind of like. God is always going to be there for you, and He isn't going to get angry if we don't go into any one field. We have a choice inside of His plans for us. Sure, He knows what's going to happen, but that doesn't mean He's going to just tell us. We have to be willing to do some work on our own and discover our selves. Plus, majors in college can always be changed, so it's not a huge deal if you change your mind (thankfully).

You'll have a great day whether you know it or not,
Carly (who is still trying to figure out what to do with her life...)

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