Just like most every other American High Schooler, when it came time to graduate, I had NO idea what I was supposed to do with my life! So, I did what all young adults are expected to do: go to college.
As a young girl, I enjoyed writing and telling stories, so I thought it might be fun to take a few online writing courses.
Dabbling in a few courses here and there seemed like the best way to begin. After all, I didn't know what I wanted to major in. I've always been a girl of many loves and interests, so the pressure of having to figure it all out, and choose just ONE thing to focus on for the rest of my live-long days, was SUPER stressful for me!
It didn't take long for me to realize that I had joined the infamous rat-race described above. I didn't love what I was doing. I wasn't passionate about my courses, or excited about the direction my life was headed.
I had given into the pressure and expectations of those around me, rather than pausing for long enough to ask God, "Hey, so uh, what were You thinking when You made me? Like, what am I actually
here for?"And that's when He sent my heart back to Kindergarten.
You see, in Kindergarten I was a huge dreamer. I believed my life was going to be exciting and full of adventure. When my teacher asked, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I had so many answers! I could imagine myself as a singer, a dancer, a teacher, a producer, an author, an illustrator, a mother, a dog-walker...the list went on and on!