Destiny?
I believe that my life and much of its events have been predetermined, even if I feel some of the things I do may be out-of-character ie. what has been expected of me. There are some things that I take as signs of what will come in my future, yet I'm not always wide awake to see them. For as long as I can remember, big rainfall before an important event in my life has symbolized God's blessing of the affair, even if it was school recitals or grade and high school graduations. It poured buckets the day I moved into my dorm freshman year.
My trip to Australia has been a long time coming, not just because I was supposed to do it at the beginning of the year. France, and Paris specifically, had been the dream for much of high school, but once I had to switch to Spanish as my language of study, it wasn't as easy to keep the dream alive. Anyway, high school has been over for a long time and now I'm about to wrap up college and head out into the uncertainty of the "real world". Back to destiny and Australia, last night I made a decision that even in its simplicity was a big deal. Two summers ago, at my workplace (in the icon), there were boxes of old books that the education department wanted to get rid of and they encouraged the crew leaders to take them. I picked my books rather superficially and judged my their cover art and titles *shrug* and went with the ones with pictures of gorgeous scenery and a gardener hard at work. I have had these books on my shelf since then because I don't usually get a lot of leisure reading done, but last night I figured I would pick one out for the long flight. The book I selected seemed perfect and travel-sized and it was only when I looked closer that I saw that it was a travel/adventure novel. Tracks by Robyn Davidson sports a woman on the back of a camel, leading three others over the red, dry earth of a desert. I don't think I had ever read the subtitle before last night, and couldn't help but laugh when I did: The exhilarating tale of a willful woman's solo trek across 1,700 miles of Australian outback. I'm not going to be in the outback but the symbolism wasn't lost on me. Yep, so I really think that this whole experience has been destined and I hope to make the most of it. Even if the book thing was just a coincidence. I should have the book completed by the end of the flight, if I'm not sleeping through most of it, so I'll report back.
I can't believe that this is happening in just a few days, and I don't think the real excitement will hit until I'm in the air. Right now, I'm only hoping that getting my driver's permit this Thursday is destined too.
My trip to Australia has been a long time coming, not just because I was supposed to do it at the beginning of the year. France, and Paris specifically, had been the dream for much of high school, but once I had to switch to Spanish as my language of study, it wasn't as easy to keep the dream alive. Anyway, high school has been over for a long time and now I'm about to wrap up college and head out into the uncertainty of the "real world". Back to destiny and Australia, last night I made a decision that even in its simplicity was a big deal. Two summers ago, at my workplace (in the icon), there were boxes of old books that the education department wanted to get rid of and they encouraged the crew leaders to take them. I picked my books rather superficially and judged my their cover art and titles *shrug* and went with the ones with pictures of gorgeous scenery and a gardener hard at work. I have had these books on my shelf since then because I don't usually get a lot of leisure reading done, but last night I figured I would pick one out for the long flight. The book I selected seemed perfect and travel-sized and it was only when I looked closer that I saw that it was a travel/adventure novel. Tracks by Robyn Davidson sports a woman on the back of a camel, leading three others over the red, dry earth of a desert. I don't think I had ever read the subtitle before last night, and couldn't help but laugh when I did: The exhilarating tale of a willful woman's solo trek across 1,700 miles of Australian outback. I'm not going to be in the outback but the symbolism wasn't lost on me. Yep, so I really think that this whole experience has been destined and I hope to make the most of it. Even if the book thing was just a coincidence. I should have the book completed by the end of the flight, if I'm not sleeping through most of it, so I'll report back.
I can't believe that this is happening in just a few days, and I don't think the real excitement will hit until I'm in the air. Right now, I'm only hoping that getting my driver's permit this Thursday is destined too.