Praise God for His wisdom. Today I was on the phone doing a referral for a friend when the lady on the phone offered me an interview for tomorrow. On the surface everything looked great because I'm not working and the job was in my field of study [communications with a concentration in PR]. So I texted a few good friends and asked them to pray about it with me. I'm very blessed to have a few close friends who know how to pray and don't mind doing so.
As the day passed me by I randomly talked to God about the situation because I wanted to be sure that it was something He wanted me to do, but I seemed to be doing more talking than listening. So as the day progressed I found myself caught up in my own agenda trying to get things done instead of actually taking time out to hear what my Father was saying.
As the day came to and end I was sitting on my couch still multi-tasking. I was chatting with one friend, while watching the basketball game, while doing a few other things when I felt the presence of God come into my apartment. At first I was unsure of what was going on, because I wasn't really doing anything "spiritual". Then I just sat, still multitasking, but not as much, and was so thankful for Him and the fact that His presence isn't something that I have to work or strive at. It was a sweet gift from Father to Daughter, and a nice reminder that He does hear me when I ramble on and on (^_^)
While I felt His presence manifesting I suddenly got this urge to research the company I had the interview with. I'm so happy that God still speaks, even in the most peculiar ways, otherwise I would have made an unnecessary mistake career wise.
Although it is somewhat disappointing that I can not pursue this job opportunity I was reminded by a good friend that "His ways are higher & His plans are higher", much higher than anything I could ever imagine. Until God opens up another door I just have to sit back and trust that He will provide. So for now it's all about being patient, and trusting in Him. I LOVE IT (^_^)
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