Mapquest please.

I remember my senior year of high school. It was an early September morning when the class of 2008 met up in the Chapel at my academy. The small group of us graduating students, who thought we knew everything there was to know, gathered at the front of this chapel in which we had spent many hours. This time, I found a speaker in front of us providing information regarding college. Not really putting much thought into how serious college should be, I naturally put in my application for the local university in which I would coast into with my graduating class. It was when he got to the part about how it was time to pick a “major” to pursue, that my attention not only was grasped, but my thoughts halted. Was it really time to pick what I wanted to do for the rest of my life? Or was it just a joke. Surely, there is no reason why I should have to grow up. It’s too early for this. What really threw me for a loop was when he said these words: “Let God lead your life, be the person he wants you to be, do what God is calling you to do.” No way, this was my life and I intended to put the pieces together exactly how I want them to fit. I’m making my own puzzle.

Years later, some would say I’m still “stuck” in the same rut. I still haven’t picked a major. I’m not sure if I ever will. But one thing that has changed is the words spoken to me that morning. “Let God lead your life.” The scare of being a college student has come and gone, and I’ve attained credits that send me well on my way to graduation within a short while. But after much trial and headache, mostly within the crevices on my own mind, I still find myself undeclared about my future. The difference this time is, I am okay with that now. Maybe I don’t need a clear path paved for me to know that everything is going to be okay. Maybe I just need a friend who can walk me down these unknown roads. I just needed to know that He is walking next to me—he will take me where I’m supposed to be anyway. I’ve come to terms with the fact that “His will shall be done,” whether its what I choose for myself or not. Strangely, I find comfort in this. Whichever choice I make, I’ll still end up doing what God has chosen for me.

Maybe I’m the girl who doesn’t finish college; maybe I’m the girl who gets her PhD. But I know for certain one thing, that if God leads the way to a degree-less lifestyle, or a fancy title- as long as he’s behind the wheel, I’m just along for the ride. I’ll be the passenger holding the map so we don’t get lost. However, he will be reading it. I was never really good at reading maps anyway.