Waking up in a cornfield

I had been heading in the wrong direction, both geographically and spiritually.

I woke up at dawn, shivering and covered by moldy cornstalks. However, although I was physically uncomfortable, I was settled in my conscience. I had been heading in the wrong direction, both geographically and spiritually, and during this long, cold night, I had repented and resolved to head in the right direction.

About halfway through the fall term of my sophomore year in college, I had become fed up. I’d been sliding through school the “easy” way, without dedicating sufficient time and effort to my studies, and was slipping into self-destructive activities such as drug experimentation. I was disappointing my parents, my professors, and myself. 

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