So going into college I had no idea who I was, or what I really wanted to do with my life…

4 years later I’m still in college and still really don’t know what I want to do with my life… Well that’s not true, I do know what I want to do with my life… but I really don’t need a degree to do it. I feel like God has called me into ministry. None of this makes my mother happy… she thinks I should’ve graduated from school by now (though she never graduated from college), have majored in computer technology (for the money of course), and studying @ University of Maryland vs. Bowie (though Maryland costs 10x more than Bowie). She also thinks I should still be going to a church where I’m not growing spiritually because the family should go to church together and the dancers miss me… *rolls eyes* Yeah… because those are all good reasons to be @ a church… not God @ all… and people wonder why Jesus redefined family and said we should prefer God over our family… I mean because if I put my mom before God I’d still be in a place that’s not good for me… unhappy because I’m doing something just to please her (AND that wouldn’t satisfy her anyway) and not my God-given purpose and I’d prolly be more miserable than I currently am… Nonetheless, I’m learning to be content

I’ve been having some weird dreams lately… really weird… and they caused me to cry… even though the dreams are of nothing… because they didn’t happen and are weird… but yet they did… oh well