The Back Story

I love meeting with people to chat about life. I love hearing what's going on. I love hearing how they got where they are. I love the "back story." I love hearing how all of the pieces come together. So much has happened in my life in the past two and a half weeks. I laughed the other day when I was talking with a close friend and she said, how come I didn't know about the job interview last time we talked. You were holding back on me. I said, false. Last time we chatted, I had no clue. We chatted and I caught her up and decided to catch the blog world up as well.

So many of you have been faithful to pray with me, for me and over me during this time of transition and I wanted to make sure you are up to date with what's going on. Thanks for praying, sweet friends...here's my "back story," or at least the past 2.5 weeks of it.


On July 6, I wrote this.

On July 8, I wrote this in my journal...that's right...my personal journal. The things I do for my blog readers...

Well, I have the countdown to Birmingham going on in my head. Each day my stomach gets tighter. Each time I look at my bank account I wonder, how long will I be able to do this without dipping into savings? Lord, I need you to move on my behalf. I'm begging you to move. I'm begging for you to break through. Right now I am looking at a piece of paper with lots of names and times. People want me to nanny for them. I like nannying. They say it's a gift to enjoy being around children. If this is where you want me, why aren't you blessing this? Why are these times not lining up? Why does everybody need me on Tuesday and Thursday and nobody needs me on Monday and Wednesday? Am I supposed to be a nanny when I move to Birmingham?

Lord, right here and now, I'm giving you this paper. Figuratively and literally. I've written everything I know, but I'm surrendering what I know to what you know. You know me. You made me. You know I like to be in control, but I can't do this anymore. I am running myself ragged trying to force these things to work. So, I'm doing what I should have done a long time ago...it's YOURS. All of it. Take it. Fill the holes or bring something else.

All of my desires are from you. You know what they are. You know I love children, teenage girls, college aged girls. You know I want to be able to make a difference in peoples' lives. So, just as you have given me the desires, I give them back to you knowing that in your perfect time you will return to me with a job that uses those desires for Your glory.

July 10, I received an email. Here's a little bit of what it said...

I was wondering if any names came to mind who are looking for a sales job based in the state of Alabama. We are looking for an Account Manager position that would be based in Birmingham, Auburn or Tuscaloosa. Can you let me know if anyone comes to mind who is proactive, organized and would do well in a sales / marketing position. I can email you or someone else more detailed information.

This email came from a gentleman at a company that has offered me a job a few times before. Each time that the job has been offered, I have thought...I would LOVE this job. This job is ME...but the timing isn't right. As I read through his email, I couldn't help but think...is this is? After all this time, all this waiting...is this it, Lord? Is this the job you have for me? It couldn't be...this is a job that I've wanted for a long time. Can this really be happening? Is this really part of Your plan?? It would give me the flexibility that I need to be able to work with a growing ministry and would give me the opportunity to work with college-aged girls...sorority girls to be exact...and that makes me exceedingly happy.

Things progressed pretty quickly after that email. I visited with a few of the other girls that hold this job in different parts of the Southeast and then this past Tuesday, I made the drive over to the headquarters in South Carolina to meet with a few other people. Things couldn't have gone better and I should know something by the first part of next week.


Well, now you're caught up. You heard it all. What do you think? Doesn't the "back story" make it even better?


Oh, Lord. Forgive me for ever doubting that you would come through for me. Thank you for remaining faithful even when I was anything but. When I prayed 18 months ago for big faith, I never thought it would look like this...but, I am thankful for this journey. I am thankful for the days that I was confused, for it was during those that I realized how important it is to lean into the only thing that isn't confusing...YOU.