I'm not really much for blogging, or really talking about myself, but I figured, with the opportunities I've had this summer, why forget? I decided to start this blog because I hope it will help me, and maybe even you (if there are any of you), figure out who I am, what I love, and what I'm living my life for. So here goes nothing:
I'll begin with....what this is all about. Ever since I was a little girl, I've wanted to be a Vet. I'd hoped and dreamed all my life that I would finally have that D.V.M at the end of my name, but this year I realized it wasn't meant to be. And when you realize something like that, you'd expect it to break your heart. But it didn't. My heart's already been broken. And I know for a fact it can never be broken again. This decision I had made, to not be a vet anymore, was two years in the making, I was just too stubborn to realize it. But I'm glad it happened when it did, it shows that everything falls into place perfectly if you let God's timing work out. I realized that when I made the decision, and I realize it everyday when He reminds me to let my worries fade. But anyway, I was a Bio major for two solid years, ok, so maybe not that solid. My doubts didn't really start until this year, when I was taking Bio, and not really loving it. But I let it pass, until I came into O Chem. Now that's not really my cup of tea (and I don't even like tea to begin with). Ok, so, I may have gotten a bad grade (yes, I'm not perfect, I battle with that every day too), but a miracle happened, it wasn't the end of the world. I had other plans...He had other plans.
Every time I've ever been to the Zoo, no one could wipe the smile off my face. My dream of being a zookeeper, was finally on the horizon. I could be whatever I wanted to be. I could do whatever I wanted to do. Because it is my life, and wherever I feel most at home, most happy, most JOYFUL, is where I belong. Now I'm not saying I belong at the zoo (haha, funny, ya'll), but I know that it could lead me down the path to where my life is going. Ever since I decided that being a vet wasn't all it cracked up to be for me, I've had this new-found dream. This hope in the future that I've never had before, and I'm incredibly excited.
So being me, who always has to have something on the horizon, for the future, for the summer, for the next year, I applied to about 8-10 zoos all across the country for internships. My parents....weren't that supportive. They worried about parenty things like money, and gas, and safety. But I wasn't worried. I didn't feel the need to. I knew God would work it all out in the end. So for about a month after I submitted all those applications I had heard back from one. One. And that sucked. It was the only one that was nearly impossible, not payed, no housing, and in Missouri of all places. Although it was my favorite animal (the wolf, in case you were wondering), I couldn't take it. I'd have to give it up. And I did. And then I almost but gave up on the rest of them, only hearing back from 2 or 3 that their positions were already filled. And then...
I got the call. A completely unexpected phone call. FROM THE HOUSTON ZOO!!! Ok, sorry I shouted, but every time I think of it...you can't imagine the smile on my face or the joy in my heart. But it was only an interview...on the next day, at two. And boy, that next day was nerve racking. Trying to find a quiet place on campus with no construction noises, or leaf blowers was nearly impossible. But I had the interview, and it went splendidly, if I don't say so myself.
And that was a stressful week too! Four papers, two tests, and to top it all off, the last week of school. They told me they'd call me the next day. So naturally, I expected a call before 5pm....before my O Chem test at 6pm. And guess what? They didn't call. I was...confused, to say the least. I'd thought they told me they'd call the next day, but...oh well. I guess not. So I went into my O Chem test (there seems to be a theme here...), and came out with no phone call. Went out with one of my good friends and was totally distracted from thinking about the phone...and that call that I had expected.
And of course, when I least expected it...a 713 number called me. I rushed out of her room...anxious to find out whether I would have a job this summer, and listened as the man on the other end asked if I was still interested in the Collegiate Conservation Program this summer. The very internship that I had prayed so hard about for that month that they were processing it. It was mine. The internship. The dream. The hope. All mine. And I was grateful, and I am grateful. And that's why I'm writing this blog. Because I don't want to miss a minute. I start Monday and I am incredibly excited! I cannot wait to start my life, and I am so blessed that everything seems to be working out perfectly. I hope and I pray that anyone reading this will find their true passion and chase it. God has his timing, and He has His ways, He'll figure it all out for you, if you just let Him. Trust in the Lord, for He is good, and His love endures forever.
And as always in life, there's more to come!
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