Masters?

The only "Masters Program" I ever even debating participating in was the Masters Swim Program for all of those ex-competitive-swimmers who just miss the water. To be honest, I only debated that a whole 2 minutes in my head.

But today when I find out that I could add on a masters degree to my degree and finish in just an extra year. I began to consider it. And although I have over 3 weeks to make a decision, of course my brain goes a mile a minute and begins to debate every single option possible option. Shocking, right?

This is a conversation I had with one of my friends tonight:

Friend: "Kys, what do YOU want to do with your life. What is YOUR dream?" 

Me: "I want to go teach children who don't have anything at all. To teach them to write their name, to teach them to read so they can read "I'll Love You Forever" on their own, and to teach them all about Jesus" 

Friend: "Okay. Now you need to take the steps to make that happen. If that means another year of school, okay. If that means actually looking at places in America or overseas, okay. If that means accepting that you might not live near your family and friends, okay. You need to follow YOUR dreams. Not your family's dreams, not your friends' dreams, not anybody else dreams for you. YOUR dreams."

Looks like I have some thinking and soul-searching to do over the next couple of weeks.