Choices

The longer I travel though this seemingly purposeless, utterly puzzling span of time called life, the more aware I become of the lack of control I have over it. I have specific dreams and desires I want to pursue, but it's the matter of getting there that's the challenge. I have no control over what situations are presented to me. I can only hope that the choices I make will be the ones that will lead me to the right end, whether that's my desire or God's. Though a fear remains: when is it time to let go of my own dream and exchange it for the other options presented to me? It's a question where I hope the answers become increasingly familiar to me with more experience and time.

My life has come to pause. The days go by slowly. There is much waiting on and working with people to figure out where I'm supposed to be next. There are many options; a coffee shop management position, an internship in Michigan, a volunteer coaching opportunity, a graduate assistantship coaching position (maybe... but... yes yes yes!!!). Some require vacating my room in my apartment, while others involve putting up with this conceited city for a little longer. How do I decided whether to let my apartment go or not, I don't even know where my future lies? It might be just that to get the ball rolling to head toward my dream. But there is always that lingering feeling of uncertainty that whatever option I choose won't work out or what if that option is not the best option? All I can do is have faith; faith that the direction I choose will lead me along the right path. It is surely uncertain and might not be exactly what I want at the time, but it will always be an experience to learn from and will hopefully bring me to life filled with happiness and the ability to bring good to the world.

This is a time to be brave.