Why I Won't Go to College

This post is specifically for all those wondering why I haven't gone to college, or why I'm not making any future college plans.
I have committed to living at home with my parents, specifically under my father's headship, until I get married. Lord willing, I would someday like to get married and raise children of my own. I am waiting on Him to provide that for me in His timing. Until then, I feel it is very important to stay under the leadership of my father until he gives me away to my husband. That means I am not going to move out on my own. I also am not going to go away to college. There are other reasons that I don't want to go the traditional college route, but I won't get into them here.
So yes, I am almost 20 years old, and still living at home. And I currently have no plans of moving out. I love my family. I love being with them during these years. I love serving them. I love the lessons that both of my parents teach me. I love knowing that my father is here to provide for me and protect me. It would be much harder for him to do that if I decided to leave his household.
No, I am not just sitting around the house, twiddling my thumbs and waiting for Prince Charming. I am doing laundry, doing the dishes, cleaning the house, making my best attempt at cooking (which is getting better), teaching piano lessons, and numerous other things. I am trying my best to use the special years to serve. 
So that's why I'm not going to college. The Lord has called me to serve where He's placed me.

My Everyday Hero

In a few days we will be remembering something that happened 10 years ago. 9-11. September 11, 2001. It was a horrible tragedy for this country, and for so many thousands of people. Many civilians, police officers, and firefighters gave their lives. I can’t even begin to relate to the pain the family members of the fallen have gone through. But I am mindful of these people today. My father is a professional firefighter. On a regular basis he is on duty for 24 hours at a time. He and the other members of his shift sacrifice their personal and family time, their sleep, and sometimes endanger themselves to protect people. They run into burning buildings. They cut people out of totaled cars. They are there, ready to respond to an emergency at any given moment. It takes a special kind of man to do what they do. I am so proud of my father. I think we would all agree that these sorts of men are the everyday heros of our country. But let’s not forget our Heavenly Hero, who is also there for us 24/7. He was not only willing to lay down His life for us, He did die for us. Let us remember His sacrifice, both today and everyday. Have a blessed weekend friends.