Finding the Missing Piece to Our Well-Laid Plans

My life-changing phone call wasn’t a diagnosis, and it wasn’t a death. It was a woman who dutifully informed me that my program of study had run out of funding and would be closing immediately.

“But…what am I supposed to do now?” I blubbered, only a year away from college graduation.

“You can schedule an appointment with one of our career counselors,” the voice suggested. I laughed once, shocked at her advice.

I am the one who had her mind made up in the tenth grade. I am the one who decided to pursue a degree in Oral Deaf Education at a Christian college, the only school in the nation to offer it in a five-year undergraduate program. I am the one who flew an ocean away from my family to make it happen. I am the one who pressed on through loneliness, resisting the urge to transfer to my friends’ college. I had worked so hard to get this far. For nothing.

Read the rest here! This article is part of Sarah E. Westfall’s Not My Story Essay Series.

Posted by

Sarah K. Butterfield is an author, speaker, and ministry leader who has a heart for empowering women to grow in their faith and be intentional with their time. She and her husband and two boys live in San Diego, where she writes about pursuing a deeper relationship with God in the midst of motherhood.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s