It doesn't seem at all possible, but this summer is quickly drawing to an end. I move in to Belmont in less than two weeks, and although I've prepared more than the average college student would, I still feel like I'm forgetting everything. I bought a new super-sized crazy lady planner yesterday, and I've already made good use of that little treasure, I assure you! My room is an organized mess--piles EVERYWHERE. A bathroom pile, a futon full of every piece of clothing I'm taking with me, a bedroom pile, a miscellaneous pile, and the list goes on. I am officially in freak-out mode and I'm sure it would be quite amusing to see me fluttering through all my little piles and flipping through my crazy lady planner. Oh dear.
On the other side of things, however, I am beyond ready for college and everything it brings. After a rather solitary summer to myself, I'm ready to make new friends and truly discover Nashville. Nursing school doesn't scare me a bit, and I'm ready to tackle it headfirst. I was thinking the other day about Belmont and I was honestly stressing a little too much about everything (surprise, surprise). I was thinking about the money and the distance and just everything I was unsure about, and I began praying about this upcoming change. I'll tell you, if you've never felt the overwhelming peace and comfort that God provides when you just lay your struggles at His feet...man, you're missing out. Because honestly, I can't afford Belmont. And I'm probably not going to be the smartest one in my nursing program. I'm probably going to forget about a couple assignments, and I'm probably going to feel discouraged a time or two. But you know what? This is exactly what God has called me to do. Belmont is exactly where He has called me to be, and nursing is exactly what I was created to do. He is going to provide the funds. He is going to provide the things I need to succeed in order to carry out His plan for me. If it's His will, He is going to make it work for His glory and His good. And as His instrument, it is my duty to do the very best I can at what He has called me to do. That means working as hard as possible now so that I can provide the very best care in the future. So if you don't hear from me this next semester (or the next four years...), just know it's because my head is buried in care plans and anatomy and I am doing my best to make a killer nurse (figuratively, of course!). I do ask for your prayers during this transition, and I'll never say no to a care package or two! ;)