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I got a job! I got a job! I got a JOB!!!
I am now a home caregiver for Expert Care Management Services, thanks to the wonderful Jeff and Lisa Goulet. And, I just found out that I should be approved to work 43 hours a week, for $10.10/hour. Dude! Can you say answered prayers, or what?! So, I'm guess I'm quite ecstatic about now. I am so ready to call my Little Caesars manager and put in my two weeks notice right away. *Gigantic Grin*
But now that I've a little of my giddiness out, I have been thinking, and it hasn't resulted in fifteen story skyscrapers blowing up or mile-long pile-ups on I-75 this time, at least not that I'm aware of.
But really now. See, I've been thinking, all in all, my life is really great right now. A lot of things seem like they're finally falling into place, and some things are still falling apart. I couldn't tell you details, because those don't make hardly any sense at all. But God, He's really gotten me trusting Him through all theses different storms, and I'm pretty much OK with it all. He's sure worked everything out so far, right?
I don't think is the problem is necessarily in the faith, though that definitely plays a part here. My issues are dealing more with just letting go, which really needs to go hand in hand with trusting. I've heard the teachings about "trusting God in the storm" practically all my life, and I've held onto those words, those principles, because so many times, that was what I was going through. I've learned how to trust God when I can't see anything around me; I've watched Him calm the waves time and time again. But when I actually get to a point in my life where there is no storm, where everything is going relatively well, that leaves me at a loss. Trust a God that I can see, right here? What do I give when there's no pain or open wounds to let Him heal? What's left?
In a sense, I find it almost harder to let Jesus take control when everything's all peachy, because that's when I can actually see where I'm going. It's so much easier to trust when I have no idea what's going on. It's like the little girl, who takes ahold of her daddy's hand, and he leads her. But now, that little girl is growing up, and she can see where to go on her own now. Can't she just have a little freedom while the waves are still?