The true Home

I want to be a strong Christian woman. Am I there? I don't think I am. I have a tough time applying Christianity to my life sometimes. I try to have patience and be virtuous, but I just lose it sometimes. I don't know what it is lately but sometimes I just want to go home. Not home as in my parents' house, home as in heaven. I have this theory that we are all with God in heaven before we are born. All of our memories of heaven are wiped clean once we are hung upside down, screaming. This is why babies cry. They realize that they have to live down here and have a faint remembering of watching from heaven all the turmoil and stress that an earthly life entails. But God didn't wipe the slate completely clean. Those moments in our lives that take our breath away: The mountainous view, the sunsets, the 'I love yous'...those are the little pieces of heaven that God puts on Earth so we remember that one day we will be back with him. So to bring it all back, I want to be in heaven, my original home.

How do I make this happen though...I have a whole life ahead of me. Today, the sub veterinarian at the clinic asked me why I wanted to be a veterinarian, and I couldn't think of a great answer. I mean I know I want to be a veterinarian, but I don't have a specific reason why. Here is what I got:
1. I don't dread going to work.
2. I love animals.
3. I love the human-animal correspondence and the joy people feel from their pets.
4. The medical aspect fascinates me.
5. The only human medical field that interests me would be pediatrics, which is pretty much the human version of an "animal"...
6. ...
Um...ya it's all pretty lame stuff. Besides knowing that I was going to be a vet since I was about 12 years old (which is the cliche answer), I don't have some monumental reason for being one. Until I thought of this---I believe God put me on this earth to be a veterinarian. He gave me the ability to love animals and the skills to still work with people. I am good at school and I enjoy it, so it all kind of lines up. If I had a passion for working in the human field, trust me, I would cuz it pays almost twice as much starting salary. He didn't give me the passion to work with humans though. I can read animals. It's just a gift.

So to make a long blog short...Being a vet is how I am going to serve God and be a good Christian. Now, other parts of my life like relationships and family...I am letting Him take control because I honestly can't control that. But someday I hope it's enough for me to be doing my work for Him.