Revelation

So after two and half months, I'm slowly beginning to realize why God brought me here to California at this point in my life. This internship wasn't about gaining experience or contacts like I thought it would be. It was about getting me out of my comfort zone. Like God is testing me, to see if I really want what I say I do.

I've always had this desire to go to the Olympics. I've always told people that I want to travel and see the world. But if I couldn't even go to the opposite side of the country w/o panicking, why would he answer my prayers about working for the Olympics?? I would have to live in Spain, Russia or maybe Switzerland. They barely speak English over there. And most likely don't have Taco Tuesday.

He could've easily given me the broadcasting internship in Colorado Springs. But I probably wouldn't have grown. I would've created short films and visited my family on the weekends. Not that these are bad things or to say that I wouldn't take that internship if offered to me, but it's important to branch out and try new things. And after this, I've discovered more about myself and my capabilities.

Also, I've learned that there's not a real place called "Home." There's the house my family lives in Illinois and my campus apartment in Kentucky, but the reason I miss them so much isn't because of the paint or carpet. Home is where the heart is. "Home" is the people you love and the atmosphere created when you're all together. And if I really tried, California could be a "home" for me. Now does this mean that I am a converted SoCal girl and staying forever?? NO. Don't worry Mom and Dad, I'll still be back in 5 weeks. But I've developed a realistic understanding of what I've been praying so fervently for.

If I want to work for the Olympics, I am going to have to create a "home" everywhere my job takes me.

I don't know what God has for me in the future. I graduate next May whether I'm ready for it or not. Does this mean moving back in w/ my parents and getting a job at McDonald's?? Maybe. Does that mean the Olympics?? I hope so, but I have until then to think about what I am willing to sacrifice. And how far I can push myself outside of my comfort zone before hopping on the first flight back to my parent's and promising future at McDonald's.