I am about to embark on my college journey. I am mentally as prepared as I can be, and that’s what is most important, I think.
I have heard that one of the hardest parts in the first two weeks of college life is the homesickness and loneliness. So, I am getting to know some of my fellow freshmen before I arrive. Just yesterday I began to talk with a girl from Colorado who will be a freshman. It is neat to think she might be living in a dorm in my hall.
That is one thing I like about the college I’m going to: all of the freshman girls have to live in a particular dorm. That means that I will be living with people I will probably see and interact with for the next four years.
Over the past couple of days, I have been praying about my calling. I know for sure that God wants me to be in full-time ministry– I just don’t know what yet. Today I was researching different ministries in a city close to my college, and found a ministry to homeless people.
Don’t ask me why, but I think that’s who I want to be serving: homeless people. I’ve had a desire, almost a stirring, to get involved with ministering to the homeless, for the past couple of years, but for some reason, God has kept closing the doors for me to do that. I don’t know why. Maybe the time will be right this fall.
I hope so.