Divine direction during the college search
The summer before my senior year of high school, I visited the university I was sure I should attend. It seemed to have everything I wanted, such as an amazing program for my area of study and a stellar reputation. Plus, it was located in a major city and would perfectly prepare me for my desired career.
During the application process, I decided to apply to a variety of other schools, even though I had little interest in attending. Throughout the year I visited some of them, and was completely taken aback when I found myself loving a college that seemed to have everything I didn’t want. It was small, somewhat obscure, and not in a major city. As I finished my visit, I convinced myself that, while I had loved my time there, I would never be able to have the career I wanted if I attended, so I shouldn’t consider it as an option.
Toward the end of my senior year, after I’d been accepted to my “dream” school, I had the opportunity to visit it again. To my surprise, I found that the environment was not what I’d been hoping for. As I flew home at the end of the weekend, I wrestled with whether I should go to this top-notch school that would put a great name on my diploma or the smaller school I’d loved but pushed aside.
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