connecting the dots

When I graduated from high school, I wanted to be a doctor when I grew up.  Or I wanted to live overseas.  So, when I was thinking about majors for college it looked like I either had to major in Biology or Spanish.  (Both wrong, actually, but I didn't know that then.)

I chose Biology.  Because I figured I could always change my major to something easier if I decided it wasn't in the Father's plan for me to be a doctor, but it would be really hard to change from something easier into Biology if I started out wrong. (Being a dr. wasn't the Father's will for me, but that's a different story.)

I didn't ever change my major.  I really wanted to help people, and I couldn't see any better way than being a doctor.  But I didn't love studying about plants and animals.  And I really never understood Physics.  I really wish I'd taken Physics in high school--still.  I DID love studying about the ins and outs of the human body and all the small critters that can make a body sick.  But the rest of it, I didn't love.

And I sometimes questioned the reason I studied Biology, which is so not useful in the real world if a person doesn't want to spend their life in a lab or in med school...Until last night. When my 6-year-old son finished his bedtime story for the night, which was actually a chapter from his science book.  I could actually explain how the muscles in the esophagus work, and I watched Luke get excited about it.  He truly loves everything science.  It defies reason to me, but it is true.

So simple, but it was like the dots connected and the Lord whispered to my heart that sometimes His purposes aren't known right away, but that there's always a reason for the steps He has us take.  I truly think He knew I would be homeschooling a science-loving 6-year-old someday.  And I felt so thankful that I studied Organic Chemistry and Molecular and Cellular Biology for the first time in a long time, if not ever.