I struggle with getting a job. I kind of feel that the stars should line up or the gods should unite and somehow, somewhere, the right job would fall into my lap as the clouds parted and one of God's fingers touched down to light the way. Like God would get me a job since He knows I need one. Course I haven't prayed about all this... The most guidance I get is a Bible verse saying "work with your hands." That could mean I should be a masseuse for all I know.
Job hunting isn't like that. It's dirty. And you're going to get a thousand wrong jobs before the right one crops up. You have to dip your mind and your soul into it, as if you are dipping your hands in oil. And it's not fun. It's traumatic. One job you thought was fantastic never called you back. Or another job which seemed just right you don't have the qualifications.
All I can say is pray for me in these dark times.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
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