March 9, 2013 – YA Chit Chat

After searching diligently for 2 1/2 years, I finally got a job.

It all started in June 2010 when the debt management company I worked for laid me off. I wasn’t too worried. After all, I had excellent references and job skills. It wouldn’t take that long to find a job. Man, was I wrong. Dead wrong.

Weeks turned to months, months turned to years. I pushed and pushed to find a job, sending out resumes to places I didn’t really want to work, but what I wanted didn’t matter. I needed to survive. I needed to provide for my family.

Every day that passed without a job, I fell deeper into depression. I couldn’t even get a job at Taco Bell (I was over-qualified). I began to question my own self worth, but more importantly, I began to question my faith in God. Every day it seemed He threw more bad stuff on top of bad. I felt like God’s punching bag. Then the selfish guilt set it. After all, there were people all over the world who had it FAR worse than I did. How dare I complain over my situation? But I couldn’t shake not being able to provide for my family. I continued in a downward spiral. Hopelessness and I became very good friends.

About a month ago I had a serious talk with God. I told Him I was done fighting, I couldn’t do it anymore. My life was in His hands to mold and do with it what He wished. I no longer had the strength to continue on. In other words, I surrendered. The moment I did this, miraculous things happened.

People I hadn’t spoken to in ages contacted me. Doors opened that I’d banged on for over two years with no results. Two weeks ago I attended a recruitment fair to interview for a position open at an upcoming IT firm. After standing in line for a half hour to interview, I find out the position had been put on hold. Two months before, I would have left the fair in angry tears. This time, I laughed. It wasn’t meant to be. Funny thing is, I felt okay with it. On Feb. 25, a gal from WorkNet Pinellas sent information to me regarding another recruitment fair on Feb. 27th. I have since found out she almost didn’t send it to me, but changed her mind at the last minute when “a voice inside told me to forward it to you.” The ease and speed of which everything happened from there is mind-boggling. I went in for an interview on the 27. A week later, I was offered a job. I start March 18!

Needless to say, I’m elated. There was no struggle, no banging heads, no pleading, begging. It simply happened.

I’m not sure if this is a job I would have picked for me, but it’s the one God chose for me, so how can I go wrong? I can’t help but wonder how much sooner this might have happened, if I’d just moved out of my own way and let God do his thing. Then again, He kind of did do his own thing, didn’t He? I simply needed to acknowledge it and get out of His way. Who would have ever thunk it. 🙂

P.S. Thank you, God! You rock.