Lately (well the past day or so), I have been thinking a lot about the different paths our lives take and the ride that God takes us on. For the first however many years of our lives, we are told exactly what track we are supposed to follow: education. Slowly as you grow older, you have more choices available to you: classes, extracurricular, furthering your education, etc. Then if you go to college you have those 4 years mapped out, and maybe more depending upon the career path that you choose.
My main point is, there comes a point when you are not being told what to do anymore. You may have basic things that people tell you: have a job, have a family, provide for said family, do whatever makes you happy. But the beauty of that point is that you can do really whatever you want, and the path is up to your choosing.
I think this is something that hit me really hard because of how close my cousin and I are in age, and how close I am to graduation: 10 months! It's crazy that these first 22 years of my life are coming to a close quicker than I would have realized. It's weird that these first 22 years are so important, but I hopefully have about triple that number of years left.
Trying to decipher what God has in store for me is a pain. It's like trying to teach a dog to meow... not gonna happen! This path that God is taking me on is mine and it's weird to think that none else has been down this path, but it is also very encouraging.
This is my life.