Changing Gears,

The jeep was rolling along the dusty, rocky, terrain with no problems at all. The sun was shining, a cloud here and there drifted by lazily casting small shadows over the land. The jeep drifted along, changing gears all the while. It came to a steep hill, the driver shifted to first and crawled up the hill. The young lad in the back seat was wondering how something could change gears. If it was stuck, wouldn't it be impossible to get out? He was also thinking of the clouds and the water that came from them. The streams, the rivers,the lakes, and the earth's many seas. Is this where the rain comes from? How do they all come together? Can the water in one river touch the water in the ocean? Is it the same water? Many questions like these often filled the mind of this mysteriously curious young one.

He hadn't undergone any training yet as he was a young boy, but despite his interest in the many questions that life brings, his deepest and most true desire was to understand the Human Body and how it worked. He would often be found with his nose in a book, or on the internet, or in a library reading about what he loved most. He often told those he would talk to that one day, he would grow up and be a doctor and help people live better and understand the amazing creation they were living in, the Human Body. Many other people in the great world also had these desires, something the young boy did not know.

The years went by and the boy grew up, passing through all the years of schooling, graduating from high school, falling in love, having his heart broken, learning new things every day as any normal person should. One day he decided he would go out and serve as a missionary, to help more people learn of the goodness of God and our savior Jesus Christ. He helped many people serving in the country of Bolivia, learning to love them and really change their lives. He really loved helping those people, and even more using the beautiful Spanish Language.

Que cosa mas bella que aprender una idioma tan buena como espanol? He truly loved speaking the language, and when it was time to come home he knew it would be a big part of his life from that point on.

When the now grown boy returned home, his family was very happy to see him. He let life slip by a bit before starting anything important like school or a job. Eventually though, like all people he set off to attend a University. The University he chose, and was gracefully accepted into, was a good one, one he was happy to be attending. He decided to go for his original dream and pursue a career in the medical field. He started taking classes to fulfill this path, and enjoyed them at first; however, this was not the case in the end. Some of the classes came extremely hard to him and he really did not know what to do. If i'm in this path, how can i change without feeling like i'm giving up? The clouds don't just give up and stop collecting water. The jeep didn't just stop at the hill and not go up it. Although, they both had to change something to do what they do best.

One day he was thinking really hard about the whole ordeal, just like how he used to think about our Mother Earth and her many wonders. Maybe i should try and work out a career speaking Spanish, the language i learned to love so very long ago. It would be just like the jeep's gears changing, the clouds collecting water and bringing new life to other parts of the world. That was it, his decision was made, he was changing paths. Although his love for the human body and medicine will always stay with him he knew that he would do better in this field and still be able to help people in other ways.

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That's it my friends. I'm changing my major. I'm dropping my classes this semester, taking it off to figure things out. I know it might be weird or lame or maybe...almost bad...to drop this semester, but i really feel it's for the best. I know that i'm following guidance i've received. Just to let anyone know who does read this, prayer is real and I know the man upstairs wants me to change my major to Spanish Translation. Any comments or thoughts would be appreciated!!