Nov 28, 2005 16:58
Just talked to the recruiter (Finally was here for one of his calls) and the thing I was most worried about he just shrugged off. I told him my height and weight, and he just said "No worries, that's nothing. I've enlisted people who were worse off. But they wanted it, and they found the discipline inside themselves to do whatever it took." And the more steps I take towards this goal, the more I want to push myself, the more I WANT to be in the Army no matter what.
If I believed that God called everyone to a certain job, I'd say that is what is was. I feel like I've been walking through a forest trying to figure out how to get out. And finally I've found a path. Granted a path that goes over some big fucking mountains, but a path to the rest of my life. And for someone who always wants to see what's over the next hill, that's not a bad thing.
(To clarify my above statement about God calling people to professions...I believe God calls you to be a priest, but otherwise he expects you to make your own decisions.)
Man, I want to get up and dance...run around in circles...shout from a mountaintop. I feel so GOOD about this.
Isn't that weird?