I'm not even in college, But I'm already obsessing on my life's path

As my high school career comes to a close (well in a year), I've found myself fighting mentally over what I may possibly want of my life. I have so many Hopes and ambitions, it scares me. I know the type of person I am, Intellectual, Caring, Helping, Giving, Motivational and Reachable. Yet for some reason, I'm obsessed with the old "american dream". I know that part of me only wants that lifestyle because I wasnt raised with it. Another part of me, loves the stability it has to offer. Every since taking the PLAN test, where it said I should be a Lawyer I've been stuck on that idea. Dont get me wrong, I love the idea of the Law, and the opportunities for improvement in our Criminal Justice System, but the idea of being a Defense Attorney makes me sick. The corruptiong in it, defending those people that I morally know should be found guility, the idea of people wanting to kill me because I got off the person who killed their daughter scares the living christ out of me. Literally. I would be selling my soul to rack in about $500,000 yearly. That's what gets me, on average a really well sought out Defense Attorney can bring in on average [on average, some make more!] $500,000 yearly! That annoys the hell out of me, Teachers make about $45,000 yearly, and the education they offer keeps people out of jails..... You would think, If the government paid more on Educators, there may possibly be less people to take through the Criminal Justice System. I'm at the point of my life where I'm trying to get around these money driven factors, but I'm so drawn to them. I know that I wont be happy making only $50,000 yearly, and I'm far too smart to be making that little. I know my potential, and I think that $50,000 is a joke for what I have to offer. My top two career choices would be Humanitarian Law and teaching, I may decide to potentially do both. Oh yeah, did I forget to say, I want to join the peace corps at some point in this craziness. I'm excited for what my future brings.

In closing... Something that someone sent to me:

God won’t ask which car you drive, but will ask how many people you drove who didn’t have transportation.
God won’t ask how big is your house, but will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
God won’t ask about the fancy clothes in your wardrobe, but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.
God won’t ask about your social status, but will ask what kind of class you displayed with others.
God won’t ask how many material possessions you had, but will ask if they dictated your life.

God won’t ask what your highest salary was, but will ask if you compromised your character to obtain that salary.
God won’t ask how much overtime you worked, but will ask if you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.
God won’t ask how many promotions you received, but will ask how you promoted others.
God won’t ask what your job title was, but will ask if you reformed your job to the best of your ability.
God won’t ask what you did to help yourself, but will ask what you did to help others.

God won’t ask how many friends you had, but will ask how many people to whom you were a true friend.
God won’t ask what you did to protect your rights, but will ask what you did to protect the rights of others.
God won’t ask in what neighborhood you lived, but will ask how you treated your neighbors.
God won’t ask about the color of your skin, but will ask about the content of your character.
God won’t ask how many times your deeds matched your words, but will ask how many times they didnt.