I am so ready to begin a new career. I'm just about broke, and I really want that first "real" job. Since graduating in December, I have had a wonderful time enjoying life and serving with friends, and really being free for God to use me. He sure did, and the fact that I was more or less unemployed allowed me the freedom to say yes to his calling in many different directions over a few months. The joyful journey was also filled with some pain, and closed doors, but I could see it all coming together in the way God wanted it to. And at the end, I got to go to Kenya for a month! Talk about cool. So after all that excitement, I am ready for the next great plan, and I do believe it involves a paying job.
I'm a month into this job search and my frustration lies in the fact that so few people are hiring in my area, and the few jobs that I am actually qualified for, so are many (many) others are as well. Maybe I should be looking in another state, but I would rather not for now. So my search continues, and I am trying to be more creative with my search strategies.
So all that thinking about change and what to expect makes me think of the man I pray for. The one I thought I would be married to by now. When I was much younger, I described him down to the color of his hair. My how I have changed since then. I am not so concerned with how he looks beyond tall, moderately attractive, even features. Personality and godliness is so much more important. I trust God with this whole deal, because some days I'm not even sure what I want. But I do know I want a man who is there even what I don't ask him to be. I think that is how you know it's love.
Back to the job search.
Laura
