So here goes part 2 of this journey, words don't describe my amazement at how beautifully God orchestrated this part of the story up to this point. He works in ways that I didn't ever see coming and it is so cool (for lack of a better word).
I wrote about my nearly catastrophic first day at FNBA a while back, but these last three months have been such a blessing. The way it started should have been a warning sign to me that what I think is best, isn't always what is really best.
It started with quitting school after one semester with the goal of working full time, but not having a job. For a month, I halfheartedly job hunted and applied to some random jobs here and there. Nothing ever came back to me and after four weeks I was still in square one and starting to feel frustrated. Then I got an email. It was from a close family friend who wanted to alert me to a job opening at the bank where he worked. I read part of the description and promptly deleted the email. I would have to be on the phone 99% of the time and that alone was enough for me to decide that it wasn't the job for me. Sitting at a desk wasn't what I had pictured at all either. So boom. Delete. Move on.
A few days later my dad asked me about the email. Apparently, he had gotten the email sent to him on my behalf as well as a phone call from our friend recommending that he encourage me to apply. I told my dad I wasn't interested and why and right as I hung up with my dad I got a phone call from said family friend and his wife. After about half an hour they had convinced me that I should at least apply. They told me about the extensive hiring process and I figured if, at some point during the process, something went wrong, then I'd know it wasn't meant to be. (I basically assumed something would go wrong because I had convinced myself this wasn't the place I was going to be working.) I went through the interviews and tests waiting for the something that would go wrong to prove that I was right.
So about a week and a half later when I was starting my first day on the job I was shocked by how smooth the whole process had gone and how God had worked it all in ways that I clearly didn't see coming. I had a lot of things to learn (I still do) but everyone has been so helpful and easy to work with!
I figured that once I had a job I wouldn't want to leave for the summer only a few months after I started working. So once I got the job at FNBA I just assumed that summer would definitely not happen even though I had considered it a few times during the month without a job.
During one of the interviews, while looking at my application, my current supervisor asked me about my past experience working at camp and if I would ever want to do that again. I told him just that I had thought about it before having a job but probably wouldn't once I started working. He said that a lot of the college students working at the bank either go home for the summer or do an internship, so if I wanted to spend another summer at camp it would be perfectly fine. He brought it up again about a month later and restated that it would be okay to apply. This past week I got to tell him that I'd be leaving for camp at the end of May and that I would be gone through the middle of August.
Not only was I astounded to get a job that I certainly never expected to enjoy but then also be able to leave for the summer and know that I will be able to come back and continue working! Such an amazing gift. As God continues to point me to camp this summer, I'm most excited to see how He will continue to work and show Himself bigger than my expectations and stronger than my doubts and assumptions!!
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