In the beginning....

In the beginning, I didn't really want to come to PT school. It was a mixture of fears: fear of failure, fear of the unknown, fear of debt, fear I wouldn't like it and that it would be a waste of time... I showed up at a preview of my school in March of last year. The big city, the program, the cost, the time, and the prestige only exacerbated that fear. I came home that first night to my hotel room and hit my knees. I prayed to know if I had to do this. As I got off my knees I reached for my scriptures. I was taught long ago that if you want to talk to God, you pray; if you want God to talk to you, read your scriptures. I randomly opened to the following verses:

I began to laugh through my frustration, confused at the grace that God extended to me, reminding me that He is at the helm, that my faith must conquer my fears, and confirming to me that this is where He would have me be. So here I am at the beginning of a new adventure!