Well, Day 8 and the bad/sad news is I did not get the job.
Not going to lie; I cried some.
Sounds silly, but I really wanted the position. We really need me to get a job and I was hoping it would be one I was excited and passionate about, not just something to bring home a check.
I’m trying to focus on the fact that this was obviously not God’s will for me. He must have something better in store. I’m hoping.
Still pretty bummed right now. I felt so good about my chance to work at the crisis center; I know I would have rocked it!
Oh well. Time to hit the classifieds again.
So for now I am grateful to just keep breathing, even in the midst of disappointment and discouragement.
God is in control, not me, and that makes all the difference.
BTW, if anyone knows of a great non-profit social services job, or you want to hire me, drop me a line!