Jeana not Gina

The last week & a half of my life has been extremely exciting. From deciding to do a service mission & taking the steps necessary to get that in action, to actually seeing the progression of it falling into place, I have been on cloud 9!! As I have been doing all of this though & working on my spiritual progression, this morning I decided I needed to work on some physical progression & go on a run. I figured I hadn't gone in a few month & the only working out I have been doing is soccer one night a week so I need to get back into shape. So... I ran. For those of you who run you know the way it works: 1: Make the decision to run 2: Sit around working up the motivation to run 3: Change into running clothes & sit around for another hour convincing yourself that you need to run 4: Tell yourself "I AM RUNNING GOSH DANG IT" 5: Start your run & hate yourself 6: Hate yourself some more  7: Finish your run & feel like you can take over ...

The last year has thrown my life in a series of loops. Just when I thought I knew EXACTLY what I wanted, things took a turn & I was confused all over again. I just felt lost. I was physically, & mentally in this rut. I had no idea what I wanted or where The Lord wanted me. Ever since I can little I remember wanting to serve a mission. I decided this when the mission age was still 21 so as a little girl being SO in control of her future I made a plan. I had a plan that if I was through school & as perpetually single as I planned to be by 21(my plan went great right?), I would serve a mission. I remember when the age changed to 19 for girls & I thought to myself, "Crap... Well I'm there. What do I do?!" I was like "Thanks Lord you ruined my PERFECT plan!!" I love to be in control & I felt like He was basically showing me that I never was in charge & that He could really do whatever He wanted to do (He does that a lot). So, He did. And that...