Think about when you're driving somewhere you've never been before, but you feel like you have an idea of how to get there? And so you ignore the GPS thinking you know better, only to get more lost, feel defeated and finally submit to following your GPS that, though annoying, was leading you the right way all along?
That's kind of what my life looks like right now.
It's a season of rerouting and only making turns that come with warning 200 meters before hand. It's trusting there's a master plan for my life, and listening to that feeling in my gut, for those of us at Freedom House, we call that hear and obey. I've been hearing for a while, with very little obeying, hoping that my mental map would be better than the pre-programmed GPS my life came with.
Here's a timeline for all of you who may not be up to date, it's not refined, and it's not conclusive, it's not even all that pretty, there are some parts of it that if I could go back, I'd seek the same outcome but handle them a little differently along the way. But shame gets no one anywhere so I wont waste my time on that.
Oh and don't worry, a lot has happened very quickly and I haven't been very vocal. I've felt like I need answers to the "well, that's all fine and dandy, but what's next?" and so, by the end of this, you'll know just about as much as I do:
Oh and don't worry, a lot has happened very quickly and I haven't been very vocal. I've felt like I need answers to the "well, that's all fine and dandy, but what's next?" and so, by the end of this, you'll know just about as much as I do:
March - slowly stopped attending my classes at Brock, the weather didn't help. I had zero motivation, zero intention, and even less drive. In hindsight, I can see that it was mass discouragement, but I guess subconsciously I knew that those classes weren't what I should've been doing anyways. My program wasn't for me. It wasn't the road I was supposed to be on.
April - The school year ended, and I had succeeded in failing every one of my classes. Apparently that's what happens when you don't go...who knew? In the midst of not going, seeing no direction for my life, I managed to fall into a dark cloud. I didn't get out of bed, unless I had to go to work, and even then, I called in often.
May - It hit me that there was nothing else I could do. I was a mess, I was making very few choices, and most of those were bad ones. I had hit the bottom. The only way was up.
After much thought, prayer, and talking with my parents. I decided to pursue social work. The career path I should've been following all along. Reroute.
June - I decided to, in nothing but pure faith, apply to work for Freedom House again, remembering last summer how I didn't feel like it was to be my only summer on staff. It wouldn't be such a huge leap of faith if it had been for the funding that FH receives is only for students returning to full time studies. Of which, at the point, was super up in the air for me. But I had do my part, and I believed it was where, for the one of the few times in my life, where I was supposed to be going.
July - Worked full time for Freedom House as the Community Events Coordinator, applied to Starbucks, increasingly worked less and less at Metro. Turn right.
August - Got hired by Starbucks, still working full time for Freedom House, should've heard back about my college application by this point... still nothing. Keep traveling.
September - Finished working at Freedom House, working full time for Starbucks (and love love loving it), started volunteering for the city's Community Events Coordinator as her assistant (love love love that as well), applied to a part-time Program Instructor position with the city, was accepted by Mohawk...
Today marks the start of October, I have an interview for the city position I applied for, I have until Friday at midnight to confirm or defer my offer from Mohawk, I leave for LA in 18 days, and I couldn't be more excited! (the details about that one are to follow)
If I were to say I knew what was next, I'd be lying, but I know there's a plan for my life. I can confidently say that I know I'm on the right road now, heading the right direction. I understand that doesn't mean there wont be road blocks, stop signs, some approaching with caution, and what's a road without a few speed bumps...but I know I have a killer destiny, and I can't wait to keep finding out what it is.
In 200 meters turn left...
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