My right side is slightly more chilled than my left and my chai is gone. Out the window I can see an old white bridge with pine tree graffiti that supports several long trains an hour. The trains bear names and claims to lands such as China and Canada and Santa Fe because Spokane has little to sustain itself on other than fresh water fish, apples and depressed artisans. I like it, there is a bike chained to an expired parking meter and punk high school kids jam out to jazz music while I sit here and process the most recent transitions of seasons in my life.
I have been resting, recuperating from a long and trying season on the battlefield. I have felt it, these past months, that I am being prepared to enter the battle again. I have felt the looming shift in the air and wondered from which direction it was coming, and what direction it would carry me. So, I quit my job.
One night I was talking to God and I reminded Him that He had put these passions in me, given me this education, placed me where I am and surrounded by the amazing people He has put into my life... Therefore, He had to do something else with me; I was done waiting tables and making lattes. I quit.
Last Monday I sent in my resume for the only job with World Vision in San Diego. Monday night I got an email, Wednesday I interviewed, Friday I got the call and the job, and Saturday I started. Saturday morning I found myself behind the wheel of a 26 foot truck, transporting a huge tent exhibit to Orange County and spending 12 straight hours on my feet learning what is going to be my job for at least the next three months... just like that.
Just like that I have my entry-level dream job.
Being in Spokane has given me opportunity to relax and recollect myself. I haven't had a day off in a few weeks due to shortages of staff at the Seaside Cantina and having my last day there immediately preceding my first day with World Vision.
All good things, but all so tiring on my body, spirit and emotions.
The air is good for me up here. It is not cleaned by sea breeze, but by trees. Also, being with Laurel again is just what my soul needed. God's timing is wonderful. I just want to be continuously in His will, stepping with His stride.
2 comments:
I wish my roommates(Abbie and Kelli)and I could have spent time with you and your friend as you passed through Portland.
I love the way you write, and the authenticity with which you express yourself. You sound like a wonderful young woman. One day when we make it down to SD (like Nick always says), we'll have to meet you in person. Take care!
that was really encouraging hearing the story of how you got your job... just what I needed being on the very brink of applying for jobs myself...Okay God, you called me here...now where's the job? :)
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