can you hear me?

the other morning over my first cup of coffee, i had a revelation

i want to be a teacher.

there is just this part of my heart that thinks that would be good for me, and last nights events clarified it for me even more.

last night at the noise, the grand view student worship, we were talking about vocation and spiritual gifts, which is a common topic for my demographic, and we were talking about what we feel our vocation is or what our spiritual gifts are.

my heart just became uncomfortably filled with emotion. i thought, i want to be a teacher. (This is scary due to the fact that i will be graduating this spring majoring in public relations.)

i was then asked why i wanted to be a teacher instead of doing PR, and thats an easy one...

i don't feel like i am heard. at school, with my friends, and all my relationships, no one listens to me. not that i mean that in a selfish way, that everyone needs to listen to me or should for that matter. its just small things like when i say "I'm so stressed" people say "no you're not, or you are fine" obviously thats not what i am saying. 

I just feel invisible, when i talk to people, the conversation is always about the other person, i feel like no one cares about my ideas, opinions or concerns.

that is what makes me want to be a teacher.

there are so many people out there who aren't being heard.

I WILL LISTEN.

I WILL CARE.

I THINK YOUR THOUGHTS ARE IMPORTANT.

I THINK YOU ARE IMPORTANT.

i don't know what i am going to do, if i will actually be a teacher, or if i will just make it a point to listen and actually hear what people have to say everyday in everything that i do.