Thoughts and Numbers

6 months ... since I started looking at MAMC.

6 months ... until I might be there.

4 months ... since my first conversation with Angel.

10 days ... until I visit.

Approximately 10 days ... until I have an answer.

All I can say is that these numbers are stuck in my head. Along with dollar signs $. And hows ?. This morning my analytical drive kicked in. My insecurities and doubts came rushing in like a hurricane trying to destroy everything in its path which happened to be my confidence in what I was doing. But then I remembered that I serve a God who says, "Peace. Be still", and the winds obey. So I stopped in the middle of getting ready, sat down on my bed, and just talked to my father. He reminded me that this isn't just my dream. That I had already handed this situation over to him. It's his to give or take away. And so far he has continued to guide my steps in this direction. Sometimes, I let my imagination get the best of me. This journey will be long. This journey will probably be hard. But it will also be amazingly rewarding. Most likely life changing.