"I am standing at the door, knocking; if you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in to you and eat with you, and you with me" (Rev. 3:20).

It has been a year since my decision to transfer schools. A almost a year ago I was standing on this campus for the first time, experiencing a whole new kind of college life. A year ago today I was celebrating Fat Tuesday, with food, laughter, and friendship. What a difference a year makes.

A year ago I could hear the knock of the Lord, loud, clearly. I felt called to transfer, I knew it would be the right decision. I felt I had a purpose.

Have I found that purpose? Where am I a year later? How have I grown?

Why can I no longer hear the knocking at my heart's door?