This post is perhaps the most vulnerable I've ever written on blogger. So don't judge, k?
Once upon a time, I was quite the girl. I was the Sterling Scholar at Davis High for Speech and Drama. I was Oratory Captain in the DHS debate team, and I was invited to the national competition and also took third at state. I was phoned up by a local two-year college with a heavy debate team and offered a scholarship by their coach. I had a good GPA, and took and passed the AP US History, AP AB Calc, and AP Psych exams, each with a four. (It's geeky, I know, but it's as cool as I get.)
I went to college on a full-ride scholarship for three years at SUU. I then applied for a transfer to BYU, and received a one-year full ride scholarship there. After having the time of my life, I figured it was time to actually get my degree, so I went back to SUU and finished up. My graduation was summa cum laude. Where I was the graduation speaker.
What is on my mind, what I do churn around somewhat endlessly in my head, is how do we choose faith over fear in a future that seems so flat?