For years, I've asked myself what, in Heaven's name, God wanted me to do with myself. If we all had a gift, what was mine? If we had had a purpose, why was mine so unclear...

After reaching a low point my freshman year, pursuing what I thought was my dream to be an Interior Designer, I realized something needed to change. Not only did I need to switch colleges, my major, and my attitude; I needed to uncover my passion.

Now a rising Sophomore at the school of my dreams, and blessed with an unbelievable 4-year scholarship, I finally feel like I have the clarity I was praying for. Slowly but surely, the pieces of the puzzle are matching up in a way that I can picture how I've love to see them all come together.

There is much work to be done, and much faith to be had if there's any hope I might see my dreams become a reality, but I thank God for giving me the passion it takes to move forward.