Personal Narrative: My Trip To Texas
On Saturday April 13, 2013 I was walking through the parking garage on the USAA campus in San Antonio, TX to start my 4 hour work shift, I began to go through the turnstile and seemingly startled awake a bat. This bat began to fly and squeal in fear. It darted at my head getting caught in my hair a couple times. I started to scream and flail my arms about trying to fend off the nocturnal flying mammal in fear. During what seemed to be forever I was able to unlock the turnstile and exit the entry way but not before rupturing two discs in my neck. This incident caused quite the turn of events in my life. I had been working for USAA for 3 years and truly loved it there. I also lived in a beautiful apartment with my mother and two children and
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My life seemed to be going downhill faster than that bat that flew straight for my head. For about a year I lived in misery, living the life of a victim. Blaming everyone and everything for all that was going wrong with my life. I had lost what I thought was everything, my children, my home, my job and even stopped going to church. Then one day a friend of mine asked me to ride with her to a nearby town where her friend had just moved back from Dallas to. I reluctantly said yes and went on the hour drive to the middle of nowhere town. As we pulled up to the house of her friend I saw a beautiful young woman sitting on a wooden rocking chair with her arms in the air waving us down. Once we parked we sat on the porch with the friend and listened to her speak about all the great things God had been doing in her life since she surrendered all to Him. I sat there listening and arguing with myself on what it was I needed to do to get my life out of the rut it was in. I looked up at her and she caught my eye and said to me “God has called you to great things Katie, He just asks that you trust
My life seemed to be going downhill faster than that bat that flew straight for my head. For about a year I lived in misery, living the life of a victim. Blaming everyone and everything for all that was going wrong with my life. I had lost what I thought was everything, my children, my home, my job and even stopped going to church. Then one day a friend of mine asked me to ride with her to a nearby town where her friend had just moved back from Dallas to. I reluctantly said yes and went on the hour drive to the middle of nowhere town. As we pulled up to the house of her friend I saw a beautiful young woman sitting on a wooden rocking chair with her arms in the air waving us down. Once we parked we sat on the porch with the friend and listened to her speak about all the great things God had been doing in her life since she surrendered all to Him. I sat there listening and arguing with myself on what it was I needed to do to get my life out of the rut it was in. I looked up at her and she caught my eye and said to me “God has called you to great things Katie, He just asks that you trust