Today is the very first day in my life that I wished I was 21.
James and I are searching through the classified together, trying to find jobs...
Right when I moved here I noticed this Children's Home, just five minutes down the road I live on. My heart leaped with joy! I just knew that that is where I wanted to work, when the strawberries were about done. Nothing could be more perfect, I thought. I love kids and teens, and I strangely enough enjoy the challenge of working with ones who haven't always had love in their life. I was thrilled to know it was so close, it would save on gas, who isn't trying to do that these days?!?
To what I thought was a blessing, James found out they were hiring and looking for someone like me. I was utterly thrilled and I couldn't wait to apply and see what I would be doing. James even found out that they pay more the $10 an hour - that was even better new to me. Love what I do and getting paid a decent amount. OH I couldn't wait, they just posted the ad yesterday so I knew I'd want to get in there quick.
James said we could go in today and we DID!
I got the application and was told to bring it in tomorrow.
Unfortunately, as I excitedly read, to get a job there I'd have to be 21.
It took me a few 20 minutes to really let it sink in.
My heart was broken,
the most broken I've felt in a long time.
I'm still not at ease with the fact that God has something else for me.
Sometimes, I never see the door shutting, until it's slammed in my face.
...it hurts much less if you see it coming.
How does one prevent high hopes and a deep passion let them fall away from what they thought was the right and very best thing?
I'm very sad tonight, wondering what in the world God will do with me now.
P.S. I really miss reading people's comments, have I lost some readers? ....this isn't the very best post to respond to. I just want you to know, I also wish that you would comment, let me know what's going on in your life - that's half the reason I am doing this.