What is so funny about peace, love, and understanding?
"And as I walked on through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong and who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony...
Cause each time I feel it slippin away, just makes me wanna cry.
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?
ohhhh whats so funny about peace love & understanding?"
-Elvis Costello
So many times I wonder what God is doing. I think I'm just restless about everything. I get settled in at a new school, with new people. Then out of no where I feel restless, unsettled about where I am. The direction I felt I was being lead in, is turning out to be something unappealing and not what I'm supposed to be doing. So as it is right now, staying here is not what I'm supposed to do. So many people asked, do you hate the school? Is it that horrible there? No, it really isn't! The people aren't that bad, the food is iffy, and over-all it's pretty nice. I don't know why I've become so restless, but apparently there's a reason for it. I know teaching is not for me. I don't think I have it in me. So many teachers find their enjoyment in working with the children and while I like kids, I don't think liking children is enough of a justification to stay in the program. So I'm feeling pulled into a different direction. One I've thought about and researched since I was in jr. high. Cosmetology, here we come! Now, an explanation of the taste of Elvis Costello at the begining. Support would be nice. Support from my family especially. I don't care if you agree with my decision, but you have to let me do what I need to do. By ridiculing me and putting me down, you're not helping the situation. You're just ruining the relationship that we have. You're making it so much harder to get along. Just support me in my decision, whether you agree with me or not. We're blood. It's pretty thick. Shouldn't you be on my side? Deciding on a new career path isn't a moral sin you know. It's no reason to make life for both of us miserable.
And for anybody else out there who cares, I would love it if you would pray for me. That I'll have the wisdom to make sure this is really what God wants for me. That I'll have the strength to make it through my final semester. That I'll be happy in what I choose to do. I think you see the point.
Ain't life a beautiful ride?
