Turkey day... or for me, potatoes, vegetables, and cookie day!!

"Let us come before Him with thanksgiving and extol Him with music and song" -Psalm 95:2

What a good one for today. I can be brutally honest and say this is the first thanksgiving that really means something to me. The 19 Thanksgivings before this have been breaks from school, time to see family, time to see boyfriends, time to sleep... Just another block of time for selfish endeavors. This year I am so grateful. Not just because of the faith God has placed in my heart, but for the most random year... ever. I was talking with my friend Kyle about things I'm grateful for, and it sorta played out like this (be mindful, I made some edits so you don't have to hear mushy stuff about how grateful I am for Kyle as a friend):

I'm so grateful for my life, my transformation, for benign tumors and hair dye.. For changed hearts and impulsive tattoos.. For passionate kisses and the invasion of the Holy Spirit in my heart. Im so filled with His Love right now :) this is the first thanksgiving for me that actually means something!! And I'm grateful for every second of every day of my life- it all led me to Him!

 In a nutshell, life is pretty dang good. Not always easy, but good. Coming home is always awesome!!! I have been home twice this semester, which is funny cause last semester I came home maybe a million times.. But I appreciate home, as well as my family so much more. I don't dwell on the small things that drove me crazy when I was home.. I love the tea my mom makes so much more, and my parents dog Bumper so much more... my bed, the couch, the meaningless conversations we have.. it's wonderful :) But it isn't always the smoothest ride just because of the quick transition from independent college life to being under parents rules and responsibility. Now, that's not to say my parents are overly strict or weird, they are super chill and fun!!! But it is a different world :)

I had a wonderful conversation with my sister that kinda put me in my place at why I do what I do. Did I go to college because it was the thing to do? Or did I go because I wanted to pursue a career that required college to be successful? And what is successful exactly? And is my job that I want to pursue successful? Or is it another thing to do according to society? So many questions... here's my thought process:

• Why I went to college: I want with all of me to be a therapist. I want to help people and I want to know what I'm talking about and actually be helpful as opposed to just speaking from experience.
• Why I want to be a therapist: see above, I want to help people
• What is successful: Not having a job, but doing what I love and what He wills. Just having a job doesn't mean success.

A&M game is on, edit later!!!