So, I'm not really good at stopping.
I mean like, STOP, breathe, regroup and come back.
This semester has been an extremely challenging one for me. I am 2 semesters and 40 something days away from graduation.. and I thought it was supposed to get easier. FALSE. RED ALERT: it's doesn't It's hard. It's taken all that is inside of me to keep my head above water. Thank God I was on the swim team as a child, right? ;)
I've always been one to want to excel (or at least try to), I think I got it from my mom. Shoot, and my dad too. He went through accounting school and took the CPA exam and he has his own company. So yeah, I'd say it runs in the family. (Not to mention the personality of my grandfather, whew!)
But this only means that I'm not very good at balancing my life.
I don't want to say no to things and I don't want to fail.
But I think the Lord is trying to teach me something.. because I have failed my past TWO finance tests. I probably cannot even express to you how much that scares me. AHHH! And when I say fail, I mean a 55 and a 42. Like, flunk-so-bad-you-don't-know-the-information-at-all, fail.
I know that I am not defined at all by my grades, I know that. But it does reflect how much I've studied. And when I feel like I'm working my booty off, and then I fail two exams, that's a kick in the stomach. It hurts, man. So, I'm learning what that means and what that looks like. I'm learning to balance all my classes. I'm learning to balance how much time I spend on school. I'm learning that no matter what, the Lord should come before school. But when I have a long list of things waiting on me, it's hard to literally push it away and ignore it for 30 minutes.
In all seriousness, when you're sick, you've been at your parents house since Friday, your mom is out of town, your dad is tackling tax season, and you have a mound of homework, BUT you wanna sleep off the sickness, you wanna take the antsy kids to the park, and you wanna clean up the disastrous house before mom gets home, WHAT DO YOU EVEN DO?!
I mean, I have a big project due Wednesday and an assignment due Tuesday at 9:30AM that could potentially take an entire day to complete, how do you just say, "I'm sick. I need to sleep. I'm going to put this down and sleep." I'm no good at that, people. My sisters literally had to send me to my bed. It's not that I don't know that I need to sleep. And it's not that I don't want to. It's just that I KNOW all this homework is waiting on me. And if I don't get it done, it's going to affect my already struggling grades. So where do you draw that stinkin line?! It's a mystery to me.
I've developed a personal motto that I keep saying to myself, "worry less, trust more." I kinda say it alot, but that's ok. Because it reminds me to calm down and that it's going to be ok.
In the midst of all the crazy, the Lord has given me such beautiful opportunities. He's blessed me with so many challenges that only allow for growth. And I'm so thankful for that. He's allowed me to meet beautiful followers of Jesus at UAB and allowed me to show the love of Christ to nonbelievers. It's pretty cool.
In the end, I'm learning how to look to God in absolutely everything. All the tasks, big and small. All the opportunities and all the trials.
Amen and Amen.
Oh, and if you wanna pray for total healing, that'd be awesome. Because yes, the sickness is forcing me to rest. But I really don't feel good. :(
Monday, March 9, 2015
Saturday, January 10, 2015
Holy Spirit, You are welcome here--
"Let us become more aware of Your presence. Let us experience the glory of Your goodness."
.. that is the cry of my heart.
I've said this before, and I'll say it again. I'm so tired of being consumed by the world. By what the world has to "offer".
I've come to realize that because the enemy is here to kill, steal, and destroy, the worldly "things" will always be rubbed in our face. They are literally there to appear better than Jesus. Christian author Lysa Terkeurst wrote a book called "Made to Crave" about craving the Lord more than food and learning that our battles with food are more spiritual than physical or mental. This is an excerpt from her book, but I want you to know that this can be taken and applied to any struggle or addiction we're experiencing, whether it be with alcohol, drugs, or pornography. Or to our struggle with trusting and believing in Him. She says, "The reality is, even when we stand on the scale and see our goal weight staring back at us, we're always just one choice away from reversing all the progress we've made. I'm not saying victory isn't possible. But victory isn't a place we arrive at and then relax. Victory is when we pick something healthy over something not beneficial for us. And we maintain our victories with each next choice."
Our victories are so much more than the end result.
As kids, we don't come out of the womb and then start walking. No, we come out of the womb, and then we normally just eat and sleep. But even as a newborn, we have to learn new things. And then we learn how to hold our bottles in our mouth or drink out of sippy cup. And then we learn a bajillion more things, and we master those things. And THEN we learn to walk. And we have to master that as well. Each and every step of our lives is a victory. Some may feel smaller than others, but a victory at that. And when we come across a tough decision: Do I smoke this cigarette or do I fight the urge with every strength of my being and say "NO"?! The point at which we say "No!", we are victorious. And if we repeat that process 10 times in one day and we continue saying no, we've been victorious TEN times. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that if we fail to say no, we aren't victorious and all is lost. No, it just means we have to ask the Lord for more strength, more change of heart, and more power through Him. And we proceed knowing He's by our side, He's gracious, and He loves us oh so much.
When we think of victories with each next choice, we are giving ourselves so much grace and allowing the Lord to transform us with each decision we've made. And we have the ability to choose. He is so merciful and gracious.
So, yes, I probably will continue to say that I'm sick of being consumed, but with every choice against being consumed, I am experiencing a victory.
I have the privilege to love. To love with my words and my actions. And today, I choose love and I choose Jesus.
So tomorrow, I want to spend less time on social media, and more time loving. Less time gossiping and more time in the Word. Less time being consumed by this world and more time praying.
Who's with me?
.. that is the cry of my heart.
I've said this before, and I'll say it again. I'm so tired of being consumed by the world. By what the world has to "offer".
I've come to realize that because the enemy is here to kill, steal, and destroy, the worldly "things" will always be rubbed in our face. They are literally there to appear better than Jesus. Christian author Lysa Terkeurst wrote a book called "Made to Crave" about craving the Lord more than food and learning that our battles with food are more spiritual than physical or mental. This is an excerpt from her book, but I want you to know that this can be taken and applied to any struggle or addiction we're experiencing, whether it be with alcohol, drugs, or pornography. Or to our struggle with trusting and believing in Him. She says, "The reality is, even when we stand on the scale and see our goal weight staring back at us, we're always just one choice away from reversing all the progress we've made. I'm not saying victory isn't possible. But victory isn't a place we arrive at and then relax. Victory is when we pick something healthy over something not beneficial for us. And we maintain our victories with each next choice."
Our victories are so much more than the end result.
As kids, we don't come out of the womb and then start walking. No, we come out of the womb, and then we normally just eat and sleep. But even as a newborn, we have to learn new things. And then we learn how to hold our bottles in our mouth or drink out of sippy cup. And then we learn a bajillion more things, and we master those things. And THEN we learn to walk. And we have to master that as well. Each and every step of our lives is a victory. Some may feel smaller than others, but a victory at that. And when we come across a tough decision: Do I smoke this cigarette or do I fight the urge with every strength of my being and say "NO"?! The point at which we say "No!", we are victorious. And if we repeat that process 10 times in one day and we continue saying no, we've been victorious TEN times. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that if we fail to say no, we aren't victorious and all is lost. No, it just means we have to ask the Lord for more strength, more change of heart, and more power through Him. And we proceed knowing He's by our side, He's gracious, and He loves us oh so much.
When we think of victories with each next choice, we are giving ourselves so much grace and allowing the Lord to transform us with each decision we've made. And we have the ability to choose. He is so merciful and gracious.
So, yes, I probably will continue to say that I'm sick of being consumed, but with every choice against being consumed, I am experiencing a victory.
I have the privilege to love. To love with my words and my actions. And today, I choose love and I choose Jesus.
So tomorrow, I want to spend less time on social media, and more time loving. Less time gossiping and more time in the Word. Less time being consumed by this world and more time praying.
Who's with me?
Saturday, November 22, 2014
what the Lord has been teaching me--
little backstory--
January 28, 2014.
I walked out of class into what was the craziest snow storm I had ever encountered.
People were wearing gloves, hats, big jackets, and boots as they sledded down the icy, snow filled streets of campus, using trash can lids and cardboard boxes of course. (Because I don't think Alabama has seen that much snow since the big snowstorm of 1993.)
That day I was wearing jeans, a sweatshirt, vans (with fuzzy socks) and that's about it. I was freezing, to say the least.
So I walked out of class and tried to go into the closest building.
The library-locked.
The education building-locked.
I finally decided to approach a police officer.
I said, "sir, I am a commuter, my dad won't let me leave. WHERE can I go to seek shelter?"
If you don't know me, then let me fill ya in, I hate the cold. So, so much.
Long story short, I find shelter, and call one of the only people I knew on campus, that also happened to live close by. Granted, I met her the day before, but she was my only hope.
I met up with her and we proceeded to walk to her fiances apartment. An apartment filled with about 7 other people.
Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE people, but it was a house full of people I did not know and I was still recovering from how dang cold it was outside. I have to consciously put myself in a good mood, especially when snow is around.
I end up spending about 36 hours with these people.
And literally, that day was one of the huge mile markers of my life.
Previous to this day, I didn't have many friends (I know, believe it or not, your choice).
I was longing for friends, especially in college. I mean, come one, it's college!!
And boy did God bless me.
I now have a community of brothers and sisters that I cherish so deeply.
I feel so loved, not only by them, but also by the Father.
He really does love us and sees/hears our desires. He placed them there for pete's sake.
So, thank you, Lord, for January 28th.
And currently--
November 22, 2014 and it's almost been a year since I met my lovely friends.
I have grown more than I can say and for that, I am truly grateful.
The Lord has shown me more of His Spirit, His character, and His love.
& continues to do so.
& I've gotten to experience that with this lovely community.
He's meeting me where I'm at, wherever that is, and sitting with me as long as I need.
He's teaching me what it looks like to walk in the Spirit.. WITH the Holy Spirit.
He's giving me so much grace and teaching me how to give myself grace (which is really hard for me).
And through that, He's showing me ever so kindly that walking in the Spirit takes practice.
Learning to truly walk with Him after so many years of well, not doing that, simply takes practice.
& that's ok. Because through that time, I'm learning, growing and He's shaping me all the while. Molding me to be more like Him. How beautiful is that?
He's teaching me to be still. To sit. Even though it may be uncomfortable.
He teaching me how to hear Him.
Oh what a joy this ride is.
It's hard. Oh so hard. And I wanna scream all of the time. Because it can be painful.
But His gentle, loving and kind Spirit overwhelms every time.
His love radiates. And all you can do is sit in awe.
May we never lose that wonder.
This life is a messy one, but there's no other people I'd rather experience it with.
Thank you friends, for loving me so well, for welcoming & inviting me in, for cherishing me, for making me feel so loved and... wanted. If you're reading this, then you probably know who you are.
It means more than I can say.
And the rest is history. <3 p="">
January 28, 2014.
I walked out of class into what was the craziest snow storm I had ever encountered.
People were wearing gloves, hats, big jackets, and boots as they sledded down the icy, snow filled streets of campus, using trash can lids and cardboard boxes of course. (Because I don't think Alabama has seen that much snow since the big snowstorm of 1993.)
That day I was wearing jeans, a sweatshirt, vans (with fuzzy socks) and that's about it. I was freezing, to say the least.
So I walked out of class and tried to go into the closest building.
The library-locked.
The education building-locked.
I finally decided to approach a police officer.
I said, "sir, I am a commuter, my dad won't let me leave. WHERE can I go to seek shelter?"
If you don't know me, then let me fill ya in, I hate the cold. So, so much.
Long story short, I find shelter, and call one of the only people I knew on campus, that also happened to live close by. Granted, I met her the day before, but she was my only hope.
I met up with her and we proceeded to walk to her fiances apartment. An apartment filled with about 7 other people.
Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE people, but it was a house full of people I did not know and I was still recovering from how dang cold it was outside. I have to consciously put myself in a good mood, especially when snow is around.
I end up spending about 36 hours with these people.
And literally, that day was one of the huge mile markers of my life.
Previous to this day, I didn't have many friends (I know, believe it or not, your choice).
I was longing for friends, especially in college. I mean, come one, it's college!!
And boy did God bless me.
I now have a community of brothers and sisters that I cherish so deeply.
I feel so loved, not only by them, but also by the Father.
He really does love us and sees/hears our desires. He placed them there for pete's sake.
So, thank you, Lord, for January 28th.
And currently--
November 22, 2014 and it's almost been a year since I met my lovely friends.
I have grown more than I can say and for that, I am truly grateful.
The Lord has shown me more of His Spirit, His character, and His love.
& continues to do so.
& I've gotten to experience that with this lovely community.
He's meeting me where I'm at, wherever that is, and sitting with me as long as I need.
He's teaching me what it looks like to walk in the Spirit.. WITH the Holy Spirit.
He's giving me so much grace and teaching me how to give myself grace (which is really hard for me).
And through that, He's showing me ever so kindly that walking in the Spirit takes practice.
Learning to truly walk with Him after so many years of well, not doing that, simply takes practice.
& that's ok. Because through that time, I'm learning, growing and He's shaping me all the while. Molding me to be more like Him. How beautiful is that?
He's teaching me to be still. To sit. Even though it may be uncomfortable.
He teaching me how to hear Him.
Oh what a joy this ride is.
It's hard. Oh so hard. And I wanna scream all of the time. Because it can be painful.
But His gentle, loving and kind Spirit overwhelms every time.
His love radiates. And all you can do is sit in awe.
May we never lose that wonder.
This life is a messy one, but there's no other people I'd rather experience it with.
Thank you friends, for loving me so well, for welcoming & inviting me in, for cherishing me, for making me feel so loved and... wanted. If you're reading this, then you probably know who you are.
It means more than I can say.
And the rest is history. <3 p="">
Monday, October 27, 2014
it's about that time.
with the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks.
yes ma'am. that is so true.
my heart is bursting.
b u r s t i n g.
joy with a side of pain. delight accompanied by confusion. peace amidst a restless heart.
The Lord is so good.
He sees my pain and meets me where I'm at.
He gets down to my level and lets me sit in His lap for as long as I need.
Then He says, "Come to me, Kathryn. I know you are weary, but I can give you rest."
& I melt into His arms with a kind of peace and relaxation that only comes from the Father.
This weekend as I sat on these beautiful rocks in the little river canyon, just after experiencing an incredible adrenaline rush, I felt an amazing peace. I felt so much rest. I didn't want to leave that moment. I cherish that incredible feeling of peace. (How can I go about this everyday?)
I'm working on walking in the Father's love.
Having complete confidence in who I am in HIS image.
& although I cannot see what's ahead, He knows.
& I can freely walk in that.
I think what makes that so hard, though, is because I may not know exactly what He has ahead, but I do know what's He done in the past. And if it's half as good as what He's done, I cannot wait to see what He's going to do. So, I think part of my impatience is knowing the future is going to be so good. I'm so eager to walk in that. But He knows when I'm ready.
knowwhatimsaying?
yes ma'am. that is so true.
my heart is bursting.
b u r s t i n g.
joy with a side of pain. delight accompanied by confusion. peace amidst a restless heart.
The Lord is so good.
He sees my pain and meets me where I'm at.
He gets down to my level and lets me sit in His lap for as long as I need.
Then He says, "Come to me, Kathryn. I know you are weary, but I can give you rest."
& I melt into His arms with a kind of peace and relaxation that only comes from the Father.
This weekend as I sat on these beautiful rocks in the little river canyon, just after experiencing an incredible adrenaline rush, I felt an amazing peace. I felt so much rest. I didn't want to leave that moment. I cherish that incredible feeling of peace. (How can I go about this everyday?)
I'm working on walking in the Father's love.
Having complete confidence in who I am in HIS image.
& although I cannot see what's ahead, He knows.
& I can freely walk in that.
I think what makes that so hard, though, is because I may not know exactly what He has ahead, but I do know what's He done in the past. And if it's half as good as what He's done, I cannot wait to see what He's going to do. So, I think part of my impatience is knowing the future is going to be so good. I'm so eager to walk in that. But He knows when I'm ready.
knowwhatimsaying?
Thursday, October 2, 2014
rest.
the past few weeks have been emotional, to say the least.
i'm dealing with a lot of internal things that i don't really wanna go into right now.
but let me just say, i am so thankful for the Lord. i am so thankful i do not have to do this thing called life on my own.
so glad i have the Lord to rest in.
i'm learning i'm not perfect. i'm learning life is hard, i'm learning growing up is challenging. i'm learning from my mistakes. all of this is good, yes. but i HAVE to remember to rest in Jesus. i don't have to do it all, because He can. i don't have to worry, because He already has it under control. i don't have to try and map out a plan, because He's already done it.
i have the privilege of taking each day one step at a time. i have the privilege of resting and leaving it up to the Lord. He's got the plan, and i get to walk it out.
the unknown can be scary, but the unknown is such an adventure.
today i'm taking a very deep breath (okay, maybe a few) and r e s t i n g in the Lord.
i don't have to scurry around to make things better or make things happen.
i can do what i'm capable of doing, and nothing more.
He is good, people. He. is. good.
ok, gonna go to class now and act like i'm taking a long, luxurious nap in my bed.
i'm dealing with a lot of internal things that i don't really wanna go into right now.
but let me just say, i am so thankful for the Lord. i am so thankful i do not have to do this thing called life on my own.
so glad i have the Lord to rest in.
i'm learning i'm not perfect. i'm learning life is hard, i'm learning growing up is challenging. i'm learning from my mistakes. all of this is good, yes. but i HAVE to remember to rest in Jesus. i don't have to do it all, because He can. i don't have to worry, because He already has it under control. i don't have to try and map out a plan, because He's already done it.
i have the privilege of taking each day one step at a time. i have the privilege of resting and leaving it up to the Lord. He's got the plan, and i get to walk it out.
the unknown can be scary, but the unknown is such an adventure.
today i'm taking a very deep breath (okay, maybe a few) and r e s t i n g in the Lord.
i don't have to scurry around to make things better or make things happen.
i can do what i'm capable of doing, and nothing more.
He is good, people. He. is. good.
ok, gonna go to class now and act like i'm taking a long, luxurious nap in my bed.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
my first tattoo
Before I got my tattoo, I asked myself one big question: why am I getting this tattoo?
It's simple.
To tell a story.
A story that means the world to me.
A story that has changed my life.
A story that I hope will impact other people's lives.
Heather kept a daily journal for about two years, and at the end of each and every letter she would sign, "HML, Ecc. 3:11". She has always loved Ecclesiastes. And it has brought on a whole new meaning for me since her death.
Ecclesiastes 3:11 -- "He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of man; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end."
Most of you know, but for those that don't, this tattoo is in memory of my sister Heather.
Heather passed away January 16, 2011. Heather and I were best friends. We were total opposites, but our friendship just worked. With her spunky personality and my, I don't know--responsibleness?-- we made each other better.
Heather lived on this earth for a short about of time, but it was beautiful. And she always saw life as incredibly beautiful. She always saw the good in people. It was always simple for her, they're human, she wanted to get to know them.
He has set eternity in our hearts and although life is hard, we were meant for so. much. more.
And now she's in eternity with our Father. How beautiful is that.
We know we were made for eternity, but we have NO IDEA what's to come. We only know the best is yet to come. We have these incredible promises from the Lord and Heather is living in them. And honestly, I can't wait to join her!
So, through this tattoo, I hope people get to see the beauty in life that maybe they never saw. I hope I am reminded to love people despite their flaws (cause we are all flawed). I hope that it instills hope in other people-- a hope greater than they could ever muster up. I hope that people feel loved. And know they are loved. And I want to be reminded of the amazing times we had in 12 years and look forward to eternity with our Father and with Heather.
I want to look at my tattoo and smile.
It's simple.
To tell a story.
A story that means the world to me.
A story that has changed my life.
A story that I hope will impact other people's lives.
Heather kept a daily journal for about two years, and at the end of each and every letter she would sign, "HML, Ecc. 3:11". She has always loved Ecclesiastes. And it has brought on a whole new meaning for me since her death.
Ecclesiastes 3:11 -- "He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of man; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end."
Most of you know, but for those that don't, this tattoo is in memory of my sister Heather.
Heather passed away January 16, 2011. Heather and I were best friends. We were total opposites, but our friendship just worked. With her spunky personality and my, I don't know--responsibleness?-- we made each other better.
Heather lived on this earth for a short about of time, but it was beautiful. And she always saw life as incredibly beautiful. She always saw the good in people. It was always simple for her, they're human, she wanted to get to know them.
He has set eternity in our hearts and although life is hard, we were meant for so. much. more.
And now she's in eternity with our Father. How beautiful is that.
We know we were made for eternity, but we have NO IDEA what's to come. We only know the best is yet to come. We have these incredible promises from the Lord and Heather is living in them. And honestly, I can't wait to join her!
So, through this tattoo, I hope people get to see the beauty in life that maybe they never saw. I hope I am reminded to love people despite their flaws (cause we are all flawed). I hope that it instills hope in other people-- a hope greater than they could ever muster up. I hope that people feel loved. And know they are loved. And I want to be reminded of the amazing times we had in 12 years and look forward to eternity with our Father and with Heather.
I want to look at my tattoo and smile.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
college is hard. // read on, folks.
Let's be honest.
College is hard. It's challenging. It requires perseverance. It requires your attention. It requires dedication. You get the idea.
But it's worth it.
Guys, it is SO worth it.
My college career has been a challenging journey, to say the least.
I've been to three different colleges and finally settled at UAB.
I've had two majors (which I guess is pretty good based on the norm).
When I left Belhaven in 2010 into a world of unknown, I was scared and clueless, but knew it wasn't for me.
I left just in time for me to have the privilege of spending 9 extra days with my sister, Heather.
How sweet the Father's love for us.
At this point I was even more confused and lost.
But I knew the Lord had not left my side and had no plans to. And for that, I am so thankful.
I wish I could remember exactly what prompted me to decide to do a DTS with YWAM but I did and it was the best decision of my life.
I grew so much and found that I had a passion for missions. I like to say, "I have a passion for getting things done." By that I mean, I want to join with people in following through with their visions and dreams for specifically third world countries. And with my own visions and dreams for countries, like Haiti, for example.
So, in January of 2013 I decided to go back to school. I was nervous, clueless, and scared, but in a whole new way.
I knew I had a passion. A tangible, realistic passion. That's all I knew. But as I began to live more-- went to Haiti for the first time in 2012, took a few business classes, etc., I was able to put into words what I want to do.
I want to start my own nonprofit organization that completes projects in third world countries. Whether it's sending teams to different countries, starting a school, finding school teachers, raising money to pay school teachers, or providing access to clean water, I knew I wanted to "make things happen", if you will.
And then as I began to finish up my general education classes and enter into my Business Management major courses, I started looking for how that class could specifically help me in the future.
Guys, it helped me tremendously.
I encourage you to enter each class you take with your eyes wide open for how the information can help you fulfill your dream.
Technically, I don't have to go to school to start a nonprofit and go to places like Africa or Haiti. But in January of 2013, I felt God calling me back to school. And I feel like He wants me to finish it.
So that's what I'm doing.
But as I walk into my Accounting class, I realize I may not actually be in charge of the accounting, but I will need to know generally how it works so that I can communicate effectively with my accountant.
As I walk into my statistics class, knowing a b s o l u t e l y nothing about statistics, I keep my eyes peeled. How can I use this in the future? How will this help me to be successful with my business? Because let's be honest, a nonprofit organization is still a business whether I'm "keeping" the profit or not. (And statistics can help me so much in finding solutions to problems!) I enter my Management class eager to learn how businesses I support everyday are successful.. and so on.
Basically, this is what I'm encouraging you to do-- find your passion and then find little (or big) things about each class that can help you in the future. It really, really helps you stay focused, determined and keeps your eyes on the prize (that college degree and for me, starting my own nonprofit).
I'd love to hear about how your classes make your more excited about your future!
It's basically what's getting me through this semester-- and we're not even one week in. : )
College is hard. It's challenging. It requires perseverance. It requires your attention. It requires dedication. You get the idea.
But it's worth it.
Guys, it is SO worth it.
My college career has been a challenging journey, to say the least.
I've been to three different colleges and finally settled at UAB.
I've had two majors (which I guess is pretty good based on the norm).
When I left Belhaven in 2010 into a world of unknown, I was scared and clueless, but knew it wasn't for me.
I left just in time for me to have the privilege of spending 9 extra days with my sister, Heather.
How sweet the Father's love for us.
At this point I was even more confused and lost.
But I knew the Lord had not left my side and had no plans to. And for that, I am so thankful.
I wish I could remember exactly what prompted me to decide to do a DTS with YWAM but I did and it was the best decision of my life.
I grew so much and found that I had a passion for missions. I like to say, "I have a passion for getting things done." By that I mean, I want to join with people in following through with their visions and dreams for specifically third world countries. And with my own visions and dreams for countries, like Haiti, for example.
So, in January of 2013 I decided to go back to school. I was nervous, clueless, and scared, but in a whole new way.
I knew I had a passion. A tangible, realistic passion. That's all I knew. But as I began to live more-- went to Haiti for the first time in 2012, took a few business classes, etc., I was able to put into words what I want to do.
I want to start my own nonprofit organization that completes projects in third world countries. Whether it's sending teams to different countries, starting a school, finding school teachers, raising money to pay school teachers, or providing access to clean water, I knew I wanted to "make things happen", if you will.
And then as I began to finish up my general education classes and enter into my Business Management major courses, I started looking for how that class could specifically help me in the future.
Guys, it helped me tremendously.
I encourage you to enter each class you take with your eyes wide open for how the information can help you fulfill your dream.
Technically, I don't have to go to school to start a nonprofit and go to places like Africa or Haiti. But in January of 2013, I felt God calling me back to school. And I feel like He wants me to finish it.
So that's what I'm doing.
But as I walk into my Accounting class, I realize I may not actually be in charge of the accounting, but I will need to know generally how it works so that I can communicate effectively with my accountant.
As I walk into my statistics class, knowing a b s o l u t e l y nothing about statistics, I keep my eyes peeled. How can I use this in the future? How will this help me to be successful with my business? Because let's be honest, a nonprofit organization is still a business whether I'm "keeping" the profit or not. (And statistics can help me so much in finding solutions to problems!) I enter my Management class eager to learn how businesses I support everyday are successful.. and so on.
Basically, this is what I'm encouraging you to do-- find your passion and then find little (or big) things about each class that can help you in the future. It really, really helps you stay focused, determined and keeps your eyes on the prize (that college degree and for me, starting my own nonprofit).
I'd love to hear about how your classes make your more excited about your future!
It's basically what's getting me through this semester-- and we're not even one week in. : )
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