Picking up the peices

The news that I was not going to England hit me hard. I was very upset because I was ready, impatient even, to go. My plan was set and I thought my plan was God's plan and when I realized it must not be I was devastated. I wanted change and I wanted a life of serving. I was so dead set against going any where and so much had to change in my heart for me to be willing able and ready to leave everything behind and move some place totally new.

I was left without a plan and I did not have a back up plan. Something I rarely do. I like back up plans my maps always have back up routes plotted out on them just in case. For me to not have a plan again was disheartening.


I got busy praying about a new plan. I had coffee with my Pastor and he said some magic words, he reminded me that he thought I needed to be in school getting a degree in Christian Counseling.No matter where I go or what I do a degree will be very helpful, so I prayed about it and feeling no resoundingly clear answer other then my own heart saying at least it is a plan, I put the plan into action.

Some how in a little over two weeks I got all of my ducks in a row and I am now a student of Liberty University distance learning program. I ordered my books they should be here in a few days. My first class starts on Sept 12th and I am torn between being scared and being excited.

High light of my week one of the women that I spoke to at Liberty who was helping complete the final check in said with real enthusiasm I am so excited for you! All of the people I spoke dealt with were great, very helpful, patient, and nice. This one even shared in my excitement.