The rain this afternoon was a nice little repreive from the sticky heat. Although I can't really complain as I have been out at my parents place the last few days enjoying the comforts of the suburbs. Gosh, it was nice. Tim is in Denver. His last trip - hooray! I am no longer a "Youthworks widow" as of this Friday! No more giving up my husband every week for the greater good of Youthworks. I can't even begin to express how thrilled I am. YAY!!!! That's a start :)
Well, on the job front, there have been a few bumps on this journey. I did not get the job as a Volunteer Coordinator ( the job I really wanted ) and I did not get the job at St. Thomas ( that sounded really cool ). I had a second interview at Bethel which went fine. Truthfully, I don't know how excited I am about the job though. Fortunately, God has a plan for my life, one to prosper me and not to harm me. After shedding a few fat tears over the Vol. Coord. gig, I was reminded of a few encouraging verses in Isaiah and snapped out of my short-lived funk. Since I was home, Dad was able to contribute to the ammassing evidence that God does indeed have an amazing plan for Tim and I in the coming years - dads are good for that - and I went on my semi-merry way to Super Target to buy soymilk. (Another benefit of the suburbs.)
After further thought, as well as more enlightment from Dad (he's amazing!), I was able to see yet again the testing of my faith in this circumstance of job searching. I had complete faith yetsurday morning that God would provide for us. I just thought it would come in the way of one of those two jobs. I still have that same faith, even if things aren't going as I had hoped they would, b/c He keeps him in perfect peace, whose mind is steadfast on Him.
One of the songs we sang at church (www.bcfnations.org) on Sunday had a lyric that said: "Through good times and bad, You are still on the throne. You are God and you alone." Praise be to God.