Yeah. I feel like that a lot.
Right before you go to college, people will always as you the same question: Why did yo decide to go to that school? Don't get me wrong, I love JMU. And I really liked the school when I went through the tour. But if you asked me to give you an exact reason as to why I went to this school, I was never able to give one.
In fact, I still have no reason. I honestly just felt like I needed to come to this school. I liked it, but there was no driving reason for why I am here. In fact, it was more based on the fact that did not, under any circumstances, did not want to go to UD (or UDel as some of you non-Delawarians call it). Again, don't get me wrong: I love UD. Great school. Delaware pride. All that jazz. But I just knew I was not supposed to go there. It was not for me.
So, pretty much: I just was unsure of how to even begin to try to stick the landing. I wanted to impress the judge, but I had no idea how to do this trick, or that I even wanted to try.
But, low and behold, God (the judge, if you didn't get that metaphor) showed me exactly what I needed to do.
Everything is falling completely in place. It is like an errorless puzzle. My mouth is literally agape with awe, and my jaw mine as well be stapled to the floor.
I have reasons for being here now. I can now give full-hearted reasons as to why I came to JMU, even though I didn't know them before I came here.
Let's just say, it was completely God's will for me to come here. He has really revealed himself this week on a level that I am having trouble comprehending.
I almost love this place so much that I am going to feel extremely torn leaving to go home for the summer in two weeks. I love home and school too much. I can't decide which one I like more.
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