My Quest for the Third Question’s Answer
There are three questions everyone asks as they meet new people around the Pensacola Christian College campus.
“What’s your name?”
“Where are you from?”
“What’s your major?”
Imagine you’ve just walked up to me for the first time. Perhaps we’re chapel buddies, or we work together through the work assistance program, or maybe we just grade each other’s quizzes in class. Whatever the case, you have just asked me the previously stated questions.
The first two questions are easy to answer. My name is Kendra, and I’m from Illinois. What’s my major? Now, that’s when things get complicated. When I first enrolled, I was a nursing major. I knew God had led me to be a student at PCC, but upon coming here I had doubts on what I should study. My mom and other ladies from my church mentioned nursing. Several times I heard them tell me, “You're such a compassionate, helpful, and detail-oriented person, you would make a wonderful nurse!” It made sense to me; so, I gave it a try. Besides, PCC is #7 in the list of top nursing programs, and for the price, it was definitely worth trying. However, after attending my first three days or so of classes, I knew nursing was not for me. Still, I didn’t know what to study instead. I’m not much for quitting anything once I’ve begun it, but I also knew by the end of those few days that God had not gifted me with an understanding of science.
Luckily, the school has a period of time during the beginning of each semester called Drop-Add, when students can change classes in case they have changed their mind about a class, or maybe have discovered a scheduling conflict. On the night before Drop-Add ended, I spoke with my floor’s resident assistant, Cali. I told her I no longer felt like I was meant to be a nurse. I know certain people are called by God to be nurses, and they should definitely push forward and finish their course.
I told Cali that I wanted to be a nurse in the first place because it holds so many great ministry opportunities, and that is what I'm looking for. Cali responded with something close to this: “Any job can be a ministry as long as we do our best and do it to the glory of God. There isn’t a chart anywhere that says one job is more spiritual than another. We can be a witness for Christ in every workplace.” Then she asked me what I liked to do when I was in high school or what kind of things I was interested in. She pointed me toward just a few of the many majors that PCC offers which I had never even considered trying. Eventually, we had narrowed my choices down to one, graphic design.
That night, I went to prayer group and asked the girls in my hall to pray that God would grant me wisdom and peace about changing my major. God was so quick to answer. As soon as prayer group ended, Bethany, a graphic design major in my prayer group, offered to run through the check sheet/plan of study with me. As she showed me the classes I would be taking, I knew graphic design was what I was meant to study. Looking back, I can see that God had been putting desires in my heart long before that night to be taught so many of the skills those classes would instruct me in.
The next morning, I switched my major to graphic design and began my first day of art classes. Although at first I felt bad about quitting, I also felt as though by not switching, I was quitting God by not using the talents and skills He has blessed me with. I am now a sophomore in the graphic design program, and I love it!
I don't write this because I think everyone should second guess themselves, but I do feel like we need to be sure that we are in God's will no matter what that entails. Like many other students, I don’t know what God has planned for me once I graduate from here. However, it feels good to know I’m in God’s will right now as I continue to seek out His post-graduation will for me.0