A long, long time ago, a teenager with a very impressive resume traveled 3000 miles from home, to go to one of the most competitive universities in the nation. She started the path towards an Aquatic Biology major immediately taking Chemistry, Biology, Calculus. One day after her last final of her freshman year, her father had a massive stroke.
After an extremely long and painful summer, she returned to the university and continued her studies. By the end of her second year, however, she was considering getting her secondary school teaching credential during her undergraduate education. This program would requie many hours of student teaching that would make the lab classes for Aquatic Biology all but impossible. So, she switched her major to Biology.
At the end of four years of university, she had a Biology degree and a teaching credential.
At the end of one horrendous year of high-school science teaching, she fled the profession screaming and crying (literally). She did not know what to do with her life. She considered going to grad school and possibly pursing a PhD in a biology or environmental science field. Her mother, however, remember how much she had enjoyed sign language as a child. Her mother remembered that the speech therapist that had worked with her father had a big book of sign language in her therapy room. Her mother said to check out a field that this now young woman had never really heard of before.
And so, with zero knowledge about the field, she applied to grad school in speech-language pathology. The program looked at her impressive ivy league transcript and accepted her, even though she obviously had no idea of what she was getting into. And she started the program that fall. Completely and utterly clueless.
There is obviously much more to this story in the aftermath of that fateful decision, but that is a story for another day. This naïve young woman was obviously and completely God-led into a field she had never heard of and accepted into a competitive program that she didn’t even realize was selective.
I look back on my own story and I am humbled and amazed by how a terrible situation (teaching high school biology) became the path towards an amazing adventure and career.
How about you? Do you have an amazing story of accidentally landing into your profession?