When I got out of the military, I had no idea what I was going to do for money. I couldn't find a job anywhere in Charleston--more accurately, I was looking in the wrong places. However, I still couldn't find employment no matter how many resumes I printed.
At the time, I was fortunate enough to be living in a rent free house. So, I took the opportunity to start the pursuit of completing my education again. (I finished about 50 hours of it while in the military.) I did that for about a year while somehow living on around $1,200 a month coming from a VA stipend that I received for going back to school. It goes without saying that that was not enough to sustain us.
While in church one Sunday, the pastor was talking about outreach to the community. He then talked about "in-reach"; helping out the people in the church.
"For instance," he said, "how many of you right here in this church need a job?"
I’m pretty sure I raised my hand before everyone else. I was desperate for change and felt aimless in school—that's not true. It was a long time ago so, honestly, I think the driving force was the source of income we needed. Anyway--that's when everything in my life changed; my path began to move in a completely different direction.
For those of you who follow my blog, you already know that I don't work for that guy anymore. Now I have a different manager and a different area of responsibility.
So, my thesis is that God has clearly brought me to this situation for a reason. ("Now" is over a year after that day in church [15 and a half months for the curious reader]). If not for all the variations in my career, I wouldn't have met my soon-to-be business teammate. Has this been God's circuitous way of giving me exactly what I've always wanted? (I just want more time with my family; a lot more.)
God had already laid out His path and plan for me. Now, I just have to accept His timing and be patient...but that is so difficult.
I want my life to change. I want it to change drastically in the long run but for the immediate future, I'd just rather stop working 10-hour shifts and every other weekend. If only there was obvious answers...but I guess then we'd all be ants; mindlessly serving a higher purpose with no individuality.
My old manager saw me raise my hand and his nephew (oddly enough) was a friend of mine. He introduced me to his uncle and that helped me get the job.
1 Peter 4:12-16 says,
English Standard Version Anglicised (ESVUK)
I have to learn to just be okay with where God has me right now. If I can master that than I’m probably years ahead of myself in wisdom…if I can master that.