oh the lessons that we learn...

God is hammering into my brain this one valuable lesson: don't freak out when things don't go as planned...because it usually means that what was planned was dumb in comparison to what I (God) have in store for you.

So, yeah, nothing in the past two years has gone according to how I had planned it. Went to a completely different school than originally intended. Lived in a state that I vowed not to touch with a ten foot pole. Dated a boy that I was not supposed to break up with. Dropped a major that makes more sense than theater. Went to a country that I was not supposed to go to. Added a major that I had every intention to avoid. Lost a competition that I really should have won. Wrote a resume that shouldn't have had spelling errors on it. Lost a camera (I know, I'm still kicking myself for it) with the photos on it that should've totally gotten me a job this summer. Drove to Jacksonville for Thai food that didn't exist. Saw a movie that should have been good but was closer to the blair witch project on acid.

The only things that have gone according to plan have been the pleasant surprises that God has dropped on my lap. The day that I discovered my purpose in theater was the day I was cast in my first show...it was the day that launched me into a semester of working with wonderful cast members and directors. It was the day that I decided not to drop out or transfer. It was the day that allowed me go to SETC and discover that there are people out there with whom I share some common ground. Why am I in theater? Its rather quite simple...just to love...not design, perform, direct, dance, sing, etc...just to love. And through that the rest falls into place.

If I do anything yet have not love, my art is done in vain. God did not allow me to create or function as a theatrical artist until I decided I was going to love above all else. I intend to not abandon that calling. Hopefully, that will go according as planned.