I know.

I know that my Redeemer lives. I know that he loves me. I know that he has a plan for my life that I can't see. I know that his gospel is true. I know that with all of my heart. I know that he will lead me where I'm supposed to go, no matter how hard it is for me to give up the control. I trust him completely. 

Recently I've been listening to two songs by gospel artists. One is Rescue Me by Jenny Phillips. 

You rescue me
And all I can do is hold on
I am weak
But here in redeeming arms
You show me how I'm strong

You change me
Just by your loving me so deep
You believe
And somehow something better
Wells up inside of me

[Chorus]
You rescue me (Lord and deliverer)
You carry me (Master, life-giver)
Maker of worlds
King of all kings
You cover me (Shepherd and Savior)
With mighty grace (Redeemer, creator)
And whisper I'm safe
You've already won (God's mighty son)
You rescue me

I know now
My story will end with you
My knees will bend
And you will extend your arms
And you will make me new

[Chorus]

Lord and Deliverer
Master, life-giver
Shepherd and Savior
Redeemer, Creator

He does rescue me. Every single day. When I feel like I can't stand one more day in Cedar City, he shows me something good about the day. He helps me to see the strengths I have, and to know that my choices are right. Nursing is for me. I'm good at it. I love doing it. I love the feeling of helping people when they can't help themselves. I love being able to say I'm a nurse. It's definitely the job for me. I know that he will lead me to whatever job I'm supposed to have to touch the people I'm supposed to touch.