I recently changed my major; this was a huge change in my life. Once I decided to do that, things seemed to fall into place. My mind was clearer. Everything made sense. I was no longer stressed out about what I wanted to do with my life. I tell my friends all the time to follow their dreams. I tell them that God will provide everything they could possibly need while allowing them to work in a career that they love. I tell them this, but I wasn’t following my own advice. It’s always easier to give someone else a solution than it is to solve your own problems.
It was easier to follow a career path when I had everything planned out. But they’ve always said; if you want to make God laugh, tell him what you have planned for your life. That sort of came up and bit me in the behind. I had this entire six year plan that went out the window overnight. But it was actually for the best. I have peace of mind now and nothing is worth losing my sanity over. My faith is stronger because I trust that everything is going to work in my favor.
With that being said, my mental is clean, so I have no choice but to clean the physical. When my space is cluttered, my mind is cluttered. Since my mind is no longer boggled down with unimportant issues, I recently decided to do a clean sweep of my room. I decided to get rid of the things that I don’t need and to organize the things that I do. This process seems to be taking longer than I planned. The world wasn’t built in a day, so I shouldn’t expect this to go so quickly either. I’m sort of excited to embark on this new journey. I’m going to donate clothing that I no longer wear and I’m going to get rid of other unnecessary items. I’m halfway there and I’m feeling a little bit lighter every day.
Another part of this journey will be a healthy one. I’m starting my workout regime again. There was a time when I worked out every day, no excuses. I also ate healthier and I drank lots of water. I need to get back to that place. I was my healthiest, and I felt so good. No more fast food on a regular basis. My body deserves so much more. My body functions better when I treat it well.
The rest is all spiritual. I’ve grown closer to God over the years. The closer I get to him, the more things make sense. I’m no longer stressing over the small things. With that being said, I also have room to grow. Keeping him first in my life will only lead to great things for me.
Moral of this story, I’m cleaning out my closet, so I won’t have to share yours 🙂