The Price of Following God's Plan
In recent months, I have struggled with the idea of following the path that is seemingly laid before me. I continue making decisions and progressing in life, but my mind and spirit seem to stay put in one position. Despite this oxymoronic situation I find myself in, I have come to the resolute conclusion that, despite my desire for the things I want, I must find solace in the path I have seemingly been placed on.
I have a distinct belief that when you pray, God listens and, like any good father, provides an answer. This answer is rarely what you want to hear because it is the correct answer. Like how a good compromise between parties is a resolution that is often achievable but unappealing to both sides, the truth of the situation one ponders is rarely what one desires.
I have desired for years now to belong to the media world, to discuss my opinions and comment on culture, art, religion, politics, and all the musings of my mind and spirit.
However, regardless of how many applications I submit, more than thirty at this point, or how hard I try to start something on my own, I find myself right back where I began, with nearly nothing to show for it.
I love that I've garnered even a few thousand followers for my personal blog, despite the knowledge that meme pages bury my content. My writings and thoughts are nothing to the
ut this is beside the point.
With my latest, and second, rejection from WAFB in Baton Rouge for a job that I believe was never actually intended to be awarded, as it was given to someone who already worked there through a promotion, I must face the fact that I will be transitioning into law school despite my desire to do something else. And though I have reservations about it, that is okay.
One cannot fully grasp the plan that God has for one's life, but one may choose to follow it despite those reservations, and this is the decision I must make. In my personal prayer, I plead with God, "Father, please let Your will be done, especially if it is also mine!" I am sure He finds that comical, like a child trying to convince his father that dessert should come at the beginning and end of every meal. And, like a father to that child, He has informed me through grace and through career doors opening and closing that He does have a plan for me, a great plan. It just is not what my heart seems to desire at the moment.
Thus, I am resolved to return to education and attain my advanced degree. With it, I will do who knows what, but I will surely find out when I get there. All I can do is cling tightly to the Proverbs handed to us, "Commit your work to the Lord and you plans will be established."



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