Well waddya know?

Last year I went for a job that I really wanted and which I thought God wanted me to do.  I didn't get it and I didn't get it in a manner that really blew me apart.

I've spent much of the last year grumbling about it and, somewhat more helpfully, trying to work out what God was trying to say to me through this all.  It's been a journey that I am so grateful that Jesus took me on.

Anyway, yesterday I got an email inviting me to apply again for the job. It brought out all the worst - hard done by, angry - bits in me.  But then I paused to remember a short note that I'd written myself a couple of days ago about my vision for my work/service.  There were three points on it:

• to use scholarship so as to support people do more
• to work politically so as to create a greater emphasis on a local, people sized, community based economy
• to create and maintain a sacred 'space' that supports people who want to go out and do similar actions

And as I looked at the job spec and remembered this vision I realised that I didn't want that job anymore! So I won't be applying.

There are moments when we just have to sit in silence and awe at the work God is doing in us.  For me, in a way that may not seem important to many of you, this was (is) one those moments.

I'll turn off the computer now I think.

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[stephanie]

Don't you love these surprises that the Spirit brings at any particular moment?

[rev mommy]

5 days, no blog. Hmmm... Hello-o-o-o.