"You're Holding Your Chopsticks All Wrong"

I'm back! I realize it has, again, been a ridiculous amount of time since my last update. I apologize to those of you who were languishing in torment, waiting for my next update and longing to know what's been happening in my life lately. You can take your dark hoodies off and venture into the daylight now.
Alright. Life has been crazy this year so far, and it has only been a month! I have been wading through my FINAL semester of college for two weeks now, and with each passing day life feels more surreal. Time really is a beast...it seems like just yesterday I was a naive little freshman.
Ahh, the joys of not having to make massive, gigantor life decisions! For a soon to be graduating college senior, there is one question that can either strike frenzied excitement/boasting or utter fear and stuttering. "What are you doing after graduation?"
DUN DUN DUN!!! My favorites are the liars. They say, "Oh, grad school, you know..." casting their eyes around in feebly disguised panic. These people are really saying, "I have NO IDEA!!"
Don't worry, I'm not judging; I completely understand this. I am so sick of people saying, "Oh, you're an English major?" *confused look* "What are you going to do with that?" I sometimes automatically answer with "Grad School."
What is my true answer to this question, you may wonder?
Honestly: I'm not entirely sure. Yes, I have applied to Graduate School at the University of Alabama, but will I end up there? Perhaps, if they like my portfolio and can overlook my tendency to struggle with deadlines...
Do I want to end up there? Now that is the true question. For the past year, I've been feeling a new passion develop inside my soul. Don't get me wrong--I'll always have a passion for writing; it's a part of me.
But I've been tutoring in the writing center for two years, and I finnd myself drawn to the ESL students. I absolutely adore them all; I love helping them understand and grow in English. I love cultivating friendships with international students, learning about their cultures. People who view them as just "outsiders," "foreigners," etc. are missing out. You can meet some beautiful people if you let go of your prejudices and stereotypes.
Back to the point--this little seed in my soul of interest for ESL has grown into a full blown, insatiable passion. I am getting my ESL certification this semester, and I feel a tugging at my soul to USE it.
And one culture in particular has begun to capture my heart; you may be surprised at which one.
I have become good friends with two wonderful girls from South Korea who are studying here for a year. I've been learning so much about their culture through food, television, language, and so forth.
Today I went to their Korean church. One word: Amazing. The people were wonderful and friendly; the food was delicious; the language was beautiful. And the love for God in that place was so REAL. Standing in that sanctuary, my English words blending with their Korean voices in genuine worship, I felt goosebumps.
This is how life should be, and this is how heaven will be--People of all tongues, tribes, and nations praising God together in unity.

So. Though I am by NO means a South Korean expert (I apparently use chopsticks in a form that is all my own and never seen before by the world...), I am learning so much. I am feeling something brewing inside, and it both excites and scares me.
Will I end up in South Korea teaching English?
There is a good chance that God could be calling me there.
However, Grad School is still hovering, too.

Instead of stressing over these options and my future, I've put in squarely in God's hands. Is it difficult? Of course it is. But I know my God's going to prepare a place for me that's exactly where I'm meant to be, and He'll guide me right to it.
Whether I end up at U of A first, or whether I start an adventure in South Korea or even another country, bad chopstick-form and all, I know God's going to be there before me, and He'll be there with me.

So if you need me, you'll find me here at MC, living every second of this closing phase of my life to the fullest.
Or I could be in my dorm room, practicing picking up pieces of popcorn with chopsticks and reciting Korean words to the air.