I've got the good Lord smilin' on me.

Waking up at 7 am instead of sleeping in and laying out all day, gulping down your breakfast to make it there on time, forgetting to close the garage, and rushing off to class all sound oh too familiar when it comes to the first day of a new school year. A few days ago, it hit me, I would never have one of those days EVER again. I will never again be able to utter, "oh next spirit week I'll wear this or we'll have to stay at my house after every football game." MAJOR CASE OF SENIORITIS.
I remember freshman year walking into my English II classroom eager for a new year, my first year of high school! Anyway, sitting in my desk dead front and center staring into the brown friendly, familiar eyes of my teacher, she wracked our brains with this question, "Where do you see yourself in twenty years?" The class fell to a screeching silence, the kind where you can hear a mere pen drop. I took the liberty to break that silence, I began clambering of my plans to attend Clemson University and receive my B.A in biology then go off to P.A school. But, it didn’t stop there, I continued to go on about meeting my husband at the end of high school or perhaps in college who was the epitome of a southern gentleman, and how he would attend med school and then we would practice together. After we were well settled, we would have a son named Bentley and a little girl named Anna Claire.(of course, Bentley would have to be older to protect Anna Claire) I continued to speak of their matching blue and pink seersucker outfits and my and Anna Claire’s multitude of Lilly mommy and me matching sets.

I seemed to have no doubt in my mind where my life was going down to my future daughter’s monogrammed bows. Now, I can’t even tell you where I’ll be attending college in the fall. The whole Clemson dreamed was crushed five minutes into the visit and I’ve had my eye on somewhere else since then and finally received my acceptance letter a few weeks ago. Ecstatic as I was my parents didn’t share the same feelings. Now, it is mid March and I’m torn between two places. The night my parents and I discussed the letter I was on the verge of tears, seeing my life flash before my eyes, so I did what I always do when I’m lost, turn to the one who found me. I opened my bible rummaging for any sign and my tear dropped on Proverbs 31:25 “ She laughs with no fear of the future for her hope is in me.” I’ve decided this is all God testing me, he always seems to show up and play these little tricks on me. Choosing a college isn’t my decision or my parents it’s His. He’s going to tell me where he wants me to go, where I can continue to stay in his word and do good works. Right now, I’m not sure where that will be, but I know one thing, when He’s ready, He’ll let me know.