God can change even the hardest of hearts. For weeks, I was in denial. I wrestled with God and didn't want it to be true. I didn't pray because I knew what I was supposed to do, but didn't want to hear what He wanted to say. (FYI: Intentionally not praying when you need to make decisions is just about the dumbest thing you can do). To be completely honest, I secretly hoped that my parents would refuse to sign the consent form (messed up, I know). If anything, through this painful decision-making process, I realized how messed up and manipulative I could be.. Even when I refused and turned away, I knew deep inside what to do. Not the dream internship that I had worked towards, but what I really desired for the coming summer was to learn to love Jesus more and experience His love for me more--so much that I would no longer need to rely on the securities of this world--not a dream job, nor approval from my peers. I'm trusting and believing with (oh so little) faith that ev