Hello, My Name Is Smurfette

     As I was driving to camp this summer, my dad and I had a big long discussion about my future and what motivates me. As a seventeen year old girl that graduated in March my plan so far had been to go to Columbia Bible College in Abbotsford, BC and become a counsellor. But as the time went on God told me that this was not the right thing to strive toward at the moment. Along with being extremely supportive in anything I choose to do, my parents also want the absolute best life for me that I could possible have. After watching a video that my dad showed me about motivation and how we are only limited by our own understandig and the like, I continued to think about the points he made throughout my cabin leading experience.
    At this amazing camp I became so much closer with God in a way I didn't know was possible. I fell in love with Him in a whole new way that I hadn't expected. At this camp I was known as Smurfette, its an old camp tradition that's gone on there for who knows how long(well, I'm sure someone does but I don't). And while I, as Smurfette, was there praying and having fun with the kids in my cabin I really let the concept of my future sink in, and I decided not to stress out. I decided to let God guide me in His wonderful works that He has shown me time and time again that He is in complete control over and I have no way of knowing what they will be.
    So this year as I save money, volunteer, go to dance class, write my novel and have a few more awesome God-honoring teenage experiences, I'm making the most of my life and being prepared to go where God takes me. Maybe I'll end up going to CBC, maybe God will take me somewhere I won't even know existed til I get there, but whatever it is; I'm ready.
    Oh, and at camp they call me Smurfette, but you can call me Cassia.