“You have circled this mountain long enough. Now turn north.” Deuteronomy 2:3. I love this verse. I discovered it in a book I was reading one morning in May before a job interview. I wrote it on a note card and put it in my car. I glanced down at it on my way to the interview and laughed because I realized I was headed north of town. Well, I am now employed by that company and recite this verse with much praise to God’s amazing provision for me. It sums up the last year of my life so beautifully. I am excited about putting my high heels back on and stepping up!
I quit my job last June 15th. It was a sticky situation. I felt it was best I leave and find another job that I could feel good about it and not “icky” every day as I was forced to make decisions I did not agree with. I have learned in my short career that looking like you have it all together does not mean you do and lots of warts and scars come from wearing that mask. I decided to flee that path in life because there is not enough Oil of Olay to cure the mess that mask can leave on a girl!
So, 54 weeks later I have a new job. It has been an interesting year. One that has brought many laughs and many tears. Being home with Henry more in his first year of life was a true blessing and one that I will cherish in my heart always. Reaching out and finding new circles of friends has been a great gift this past year. Feeling like “me” again has also been a relief. Discovering J’Town as Abby Jo and not who I was asked to be in my job has been so refreshing. I think I like it here after all! It is still an odd place if you are a transplant and not a native, but it is not that bad now that I see it through new eyes and a refreshed heart. What a journey and what a trail of memories!
The job I will start this next week is proof that God’s provision is great and we cannot predict his moves no matter how much we try. I thought I had landed the job in May. It was mine in my head. I had it all planned out. No other interview had left that impression on me. It was a perfect fit. I got the call and it was indeed not mine…it belonged to someone else. I was sad, but through all the searching the past year I had come to realize God truly knows what is best and it was not this. So, I moved on, but I hit a dead end one day..and hit it hard. I texted Mama and gave up. She is always the one I give up to. No one else, but her. 4 days later I had the job that had belonged to someone else….God!
Mama’s Sunday School ladies are prayer warriors. She told them I had lost hope and the thought of another interview was making me want to puke (sorry, but it literally was). They had prayed that someone I had interviewed with would call me and want me after all. Someone that wanted me in the community and liked me for me. I had no idea they had prayed this prayer until I called Mama and told her this company wanted me after all. She said “HOT DOG!” and then told me how and why this happened. I got goose bumps. Prayer is so powerful and God reminded my weary heart of that truth in a mighty way.
The people I am going to work for were also praying. Praying for a good person and someone who could help grow their business. God told them who. So, this job is God’s and not mine. It is not mine to plan out in my head. It is His and I am SO thrilled about that. I can’t wait to see what is in store for all of us as we set out on this new little journey. So, if I don’t blog as much for a while…this is why. I am going to juggle a busy toddler, a husband starting harvest in 5 states and a new job! Pray for me..and if you have been praying for me this past year…thank you so kindly. There were many hours, days and weeks those prayers powered me through my journey.