God's Hands

The past month or so has been a very interesting process and I saw the hand of the God on multiple occasions. It started with a decision about basketball, from there it went to a decision about school, and from there it went to a decision about a mission.
About mid-July I decided I no longer wanted to pursue basketball. Mom and Dad were very supportive and started to help me with things to make my life a lot better. When I decided I was done with basketball, cross-country into my sights. I have loved it so far. In my first meet I ran the 5k in 19:39 my personal best. I have enjoyed practice and the team is really great.
Once we realized that basketball was a no go my mom began thinking and her thoughts led her to the idea of trying to graduate early. The plan was to try to graduate in December so we looked at all our options and my counselor at my school scheduled a meeting with my principal to talk it over. We went in and we worked out a great plan where I could take the 2nd semester of english and science while I was taking the 1st. It has worked out great so far. I am almost done with my english already.
The reason the principal even considered doing this was because I want to go on a mission. We told her about the age change for missionaries. After I started school and made sure this is what I wanted to do I talked with Bishop James Monroe the Bishop in my ward and we got the papers started. I am now done with those papers and now need my interview with Bishop and the Stake President before the papers can be sent to Salt Lake. God's hands have been very present in my life. That is the life God has given to A Boy In The Mission Field.