And the Journey Begins

College. It's the one thing I've been looking forward to my entire life. I can't remember a time when I didn't want to go. But, then, that's the way I was raised. My father, who went to college twice and finished both times, had to literally be dragged out of school. Alright, not literally, but you get it. My mother was the first in her family to get a college education. Later, of course, she discovered that the degree she had fostered a career she hated. But nevertheless, college, for my parents, meant you had made it.

It's different for me. For me, college is less about success, and more about discovery. Right now, I only have a vague notion of who I am, what my passions are, and what experiences the world holds for me. What do I know about work, relationships, perseverance, or hardship? Frankly, nothing. Over the next four years, I hope to learn and grow in all of these things. Most of all, I hope to discover what amazing things God has planned for my life, and how He will use me to bless others. Because, at the end of it all, I don't want my life to be about me.

So, all that to say, I'm going to keep this blog from being a personal diary. I want it to be about the people God blesses me with, and a reminder of how rapturously thankful we ought to be. I want this to be a documentation of the incredible Creator taking the mess I've made of me, and weaving it into the life He intended.

"A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us." -- John Steinbeck