So, my title says most of what I am going to say, but, I will explain what this post is all about.
As many of you know,  last year my plan was to get into medical school to become a Doctor. I was actually in school for 2 months before the University I was in closed their program. I then began the process to do my entrance exams in one of the other Universities, but they went on Strike, and medical school entrances came to a halt. So after my second try to get in to Medical school, I kind of gave up.
So since I was no longer a medical student and it seemed like every door that I tried, ended up closing, I began thinking that maybe medical school wasn't for me. I ended up thinking it enough that I started believing it.
This year in January, I enrolled in University to study  Highschool Eduaction, and it has been very interesting. However, everytime I hear about Medicine, or medical students, or anything that is relatively close to medicine, it makes me wonder about my decision to become a teacher. When I finally came to the terms that I would never become a Doctor, I really thought I was over it, and in some ways I almost felt relieved. There was no 6 years of school down the road, and life seemed to have an endless list of things I could do with it. But now that a year has gone by, and I am busy going to University to become a teacher, my desire to become a Doctor is still there.
The other day I recieved an email from a family friend who is a Doctor, asking me if I still wanted to puruse medicine. I was kind of suprised to recieve the email, but it made me think. As I read and re-read the email and tried to convince myself that I had no desire whatsoever to become a Doctor, I couldn't. I really couldn't.  Everytime I see shows on T.V to do with medicine, or I get called to the office to help with a student who got hurt on the playground, working along side a Doctor in the medical clinic, or anything to do with medicine, no matter how small, I feel so happy and I realize how much I love anything I have to do with medicine.
So, as I continue to pray about what God really wants for me, and I try to do the right thing, I hope and pray that I WILL make the right decision. 6 years is a long time, somedays it seems a life time a way. A 3 year teaching degree seems like the perfect alternative, I mean it's only half the time. But here's the thing, taking a short cut is never as fulfilling as working hard and doing things right, or in this case, doing the right thing.
I still don't know what exactly God is calling me to be, and sometimes I don't know if I am ready to say yes,  a wholehearted yes. I want to be able to do that, to lay everything at His feet. My dreams, plans, desires, EVERYTHING, without  looking back. To trust that His plans for me are always always ALWAYS good, even if that means giving up something I want for myself. I know that He will be faithful if I trust Him, and in the end, His plans will be so much better than I could ever imagine.