God's Plan?

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Most people are asked this question as young as three and four. A lot of children are able to tell what they “want to be” right then and there. Because some people already know the answer to this question, it makes it easier to make career choices later in life. Some people, however, it takes them years to know what directions life is going to take them.  Unfortunately, this was the case for me. Because I did not need the GPS at the time, God did not give it to me— that did not mean I did no want it!

My first career choice was to be a Princess. Oh how I loved to dress up in ballerina dresses and wear “make up!” Then my heart got crushed when I found out I could not grow up to be a Princess. When I was probably around seven or eight, I always told people I wanted to be a hair dresser.  As the years went on, I lost interest in hair (now I only wear it in a hair tie). It was in eighth grade that I decided I wanted to be a nurse. I had it narrowed down to a pediatric oncology nurse (why I wanted to be that kind, I have no idea).  I only wanted to be a nurse because I love children. That career choice lasted up until about last year. I was getting pretty frustrated with God.

Just last week I think God gave me a little insight (although I could be wrong). I am pretty sure I am supposed to be a full time missionary. Being a missionary has been laid really heavy on my heart for a long time now. I just have not known what kind. I have also been thinking about being a teacher. Teaching at the preschool is just the best thing ever to me. I can’t even imagine stopping working there, because I love working there so much. I figured, since I love doing it so much, why not do it and be a missionary at the same time?

The moral of this story is, I am not sure what God wants from me…yet! However, I do know that I am determined to figure it out.