Here's what's been happening in my life...
I decided to get a job. I went to the hospital and checked the job postings. No openings for Medical Technologists. (That's what I am - or was - before I became a stay-at-home-Mom).
Fast forward three days. Newspaper add: Daffin's Candy is looking for part time, temporary Valentine's Day and Easter help. I can do that. Hop in the shower --as I'm drying my hair, I'm thinking...minimum wage job...don't know how much that's going to help pay the mortgage. Drying my hair - prayed..."Lord, I need some direction here." He spoke - "Call Human Resources at the hospital." "But I've already checked the job postings - there are no openings." "Call Human Resources at the hospital." "Okay ---I'll call."
Of course, they had an opening - but not for a Med. Tech. but for a Medical Laboratory Technician - a pay grade lower. I would be over-qualified - IF they would even accept my application.
Went online - applied for the position. Wrote a letter to the Laboratory Manager expressing my interest in the job. Didn't hear anything for a week. Assumed the worst.
Spent some time in prayer...praying with Brillo Man...together asking the Lord for wisdom as to what to do....do we try to remain in our home or move to something else? If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times..."I'm going to die in this house." I hate moving. I love my home. Finally, I came to the realization that I keep giving the entire situation to the Lord --and then keep taking it back. (I know that none of you ever do that...) As I was praying...I cried out to the Lord saying that I guess I am dying in this house...dying to myself...reliquishing all the control to the One who knows best. If we are to move. So be it. If we are to stay. So be it. It's in His hands.
Looking at our bills - it seems in impossibility to remain here. ....One hour after praying and 'dying to myself' - the phone rang. The Lab Manager wants to interview me for the position. God is good.
The interview was this morning. I'm fairly sure I'll be offered the position. I nailed the interview. Again - God is good.
The manager said that the only reason they advertised for an MLT was because the MTs are few and far between and they never receive a response for an MT...but he is willing to hire me as an MT. He's checking my references.
I've been studying like crazy. Trying to cram all the facts that I've forgotten over the years into my overwhelmed brain...
Anyone familiar with a metamyelocyte? I can tell you all about it....
Oh...and I'll be wearing Emerald Green scrubs. One of my favorite colors.
I'll keep you posted.....
...believing that God led me to this point and will give me the strength and physical stamina to overcome my MS so I may earn some money...to try and keep our house...
He is able.
He is able to do exceedingly.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or EVEN think!
God is good.
"plans to prosper you and not to harm you,
plans to give you hope and a future.
Then you will call upon me
and come and pray to me,
and I will listen to you.
You will seek me and find me
when you seek me with all your heart.
I will be found by you," declares the LORD...