My Job Fair in London is quickly approaching and I am filled with all kinds of anxious excitement. In my head I've compiled a list of places I'm dying to go should I be offered a position and lately I have had a certain place in mind per day. It's kind of fun to try on new ideas, to picture Jessica living in Zambia or Angola or Moscow or Shanghai or Hong Kong or Dubai or Prague or London England or.... London, Ontario. At the same time it can be quite overwhelming. I find myself completely torn between excitement and outright fear of making the wrong choice, or fear of failure in that I come away with zero job offers. There is a fine balance between confidence and realism (pessimism). However I am becoming increasingly aware of my need to fully give this whole experience over to God. I need to be able to think clearly and hear His voice. I know that I won't end up somewhere by accident and I know that He will guide and prepare me for whatever lies ahead, as He did for my Indonesia Adventure. I am a tad worried because the same way I would have never predicted Indonesia for myself, I worry that some crazy new place will jump out at me and suddenly it will be me in a burqa in a middle eastern compound. (I'm kidding... I think) Anyway I know that He is good and I can trust Him in all of this. What a good good thing to know!
3 comments:
Angola? Why? Okay, forget that. How very unsupportive of me. Hope you have a very enlightening (and entertaining) time in London. I know God has big things planned for you, so I pray He reveals them to you and that you can be patient to rest in His timing. I pray that you can continue to trust His leading, even when He leads you across the world. Say hi to my brother for me!
Good thinking on this, my girl. And it's all true. Our great God is great in compassion. He will be your guide. Enjoy the experience!
Just next time you pick a country to work in, make sure you know what continent it is on before you sign up (no, Indonesia is not in South America....I got now):-)
See I have the same problem with decisions. When Chris got hired on with the police I stressed out when they gave us 8 choices of where we could go. I like it so much better when I just get told what to do. (Did I ever tell you how stressed out I get that I'll order the 'wrong' thing at a restaurant and spend the rest of the meal wishing I had something else?....yup. I've got issues)
Glad to see you aren't ruling out London On.
love you.
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