I’ve been boggled down by homework for the past week (mostly the past three days), and stressed out over a lot of things. This doesn’t help my already hesitant acceptance of my college career, so needless to say, I’ve been sleep-deprived and emotional.
I’m not a college girl. I have a lot of issues with higher education, and yet, here I am… at college.
I’ve been dealing with a lot of inner turmoil lately. It’s as if two completely different Hannahs have been fighting and yelling at each other inside of me and I don’t know which one to listen to. Questions like, “Who am I?” “What am I worth?” “What are my dreams and aspirations?” “Am I pursuing the things that I am supposed to?” were flying inside my head. It’s like two completely different realities and futures have been fighting to have their way, and I can only choose one. I can’t focus on my home work, I can’t focus on my film…
I felt like I was going to be stuck in this rut until I chose one, and only one voice.
I wanted to end this. So of course, I got up this morning, and not having my bike here at school with me, I took a walk with God. I asked Him to show me who I am in Him, and what I am supposed to do. I asked Him to give me a sign, or a peace or something. “Where am I called???” I yelled; mainly upset at myself because I can’t just be happy where I am. I always have to move move move; never be in one place for too long.
Then, in the quiet of the breeze, He whispered in my ear. Only two words; probably insignificant to anyone else who may have heard it. But to me, it was my future; my defining moment; my calling. He whispered: “The road.”
Obviously, that’s doesn’t tell me much; but in that moment, when those words riding on the lips of the wind met my ear, this overwhelming peace came over me. I didn’t care anymore about my major or my homework, or slowly dying at college. I didn’t even care what “the road” was. I just knew that is where I am called, and where I will end up. God will reveal to me along the way the steps I need to make to get there; all I’ve got to do is keep listening to the wind.
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Somehow I stumbled on your blog and the flow of your prose reminds me of Elizabeth Gilbert's 'Eat Pray Love'.
Not knowing your issues with higher education, you certainly have no issues with self-expression. Not everybody can do that. You can make a great writer - just a hunch. :)
Baljit
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