“For my thoughts are not your thought neither are your ways my ways,” declares Yahweh. “As the heaven are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9
“And my sense of humor and irony will drop your jaw faster than the anvil falling on Wile E. Coyote.” (Paraphrase due to recent experiential evidence).
I am employed in a position that I have never ever thought of being in. Picture this:
Four year old kid playing with a plastic medical bag and saying she’s going to be a doctor when she grows up. Keeps saying that all through high school and all the way up through applying to medical school. And then none of the seven schools accepts here application.
At the last moment one of the medical schools sends a letter asking if they could use her medical school application for their public health school. She says sure, thinking what in the world is public health and does some research for a possible public health school in the same state as her soon to be husband. There is and she applies. She is accepted to both programs and chooses to live in the same state as her husband ignoring the fact that it will be a crummy commute (the alternate commute would have been worse…).
She works hard and graduates in a year and a half instead of the normal two and heads out to look for work in the realm of patient advocacy, safety and service in local hospitals and starts sending out resumes and coverletters for positions that she feels exemplifies her strengths and interests and waits for responses.
And waits.
And waits.
She feels doubtful and waits some more praying with her husband and conversing about alternatives.
That brings us up to last week. Well, mostly. There was one thing that happened before all that waiting that bears mentioning. While we were up at Brookwoods for the church retreat our new Pastor did a miniseries on discovering the will of God for your life. According to his process it was clear that if we followed it we would be moving back to Charlotte, NC where Kyle could go to school cheaper and I could keep searching for hospital employment (just as many of that type of opportunities there as here). The only problem with the template is the fact that it left out what we considered to be the most important part: asking God what he wanted us to do and where he wanted us to go.
So we prayed together several times and feel strongly that the Lord is in fact calling us back to Charlotte. There are many reasons for going and staying but I have a peace about moving back to the Charlotte area and am confident that we are to go back between the end of the spring semester and the beginning of the fall semester.
As you can see now we have a new twist on the employment situation:
1. We have to have enough money to make it through the spring semester.
2. Our lease ends at the end of June and I don’t want to have to break it and move again in one swell foop.
3. I will begin repaying loans soon.
4. We need enough money so that we can move, have a deposit for a new apartment in Charlotte and possibly enough so that I have time to look for a good job down there (lots of variables that the Lord is going to have to help us take care of, but I’m sure that He will).
End part I….Part II will be posted tomorrow.
Peace and Blessings.
Tee hee hee.. I know Vallerina’s secret!
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Well, I don’t but I like the name.
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