Inadequate. Unskilled. Old.
Just a few of the words that kept running through my mind as I prepared my resume. "Who would want me?" It was the question I lamented over and over until I eventually belittled myself into a tearful mess, and finally, at my wits' end, cried out to God.
"If you expect me to do anything meaningful at all, you're going to have to just drop it into my lap because it will never happen otherwise!"
Friends, don't dare God to do something unless you truly, sincerely mean it. Fortunately I did, because he did. Drop something into my lap. Literally, and so fast my head has not stopped spinning.
On a whim I responded to a job posting on Craigslist. A week later I was interviewed by phone. Five days after that I went for a face-to-face, where I was told before the interview even started that I was the person they wanted to hire so we would just use the interview time for me to ask whatever questions I might have. I was then invited to sit it on two meetings and meet the staff.
When, how, does that even happen?! If that's not God dropping something into your lap then I don't know what is!
Another visit ensued (which deserves a blog post of its own), references were contacted, and earlier this week a formal offer was made and accepted.
On Monday, after 17 years as a stay-at-home mom, I will re-enter the full-time work force as the Director of Development for the Roanoke Rescue Mission. I couldn't be more humbled and excited that God would allow me to combine my professional skills with my passion for ministry to lost and hurting people. I asked, and God delivered in a big way!
It's going to be a huge adjustment for our family, and to say that I'm a little scared would be quite the understatement. But because God has done this, I know he will be in the details. How blessed I have been to have had a wonderful, fulfilling career as a TV news reporter, then the opportunity to be at home to raise my family, and now this chance to finally pursue the ministry calling that God placed on my heart six years ago. I always believed it would happen some way, somehow. Suddenly, the studies, the trainings, the experiences, and the people in crisis who have "randomly" shown up in my life through the years all make sense. I am not inadequate, unskilled, old (okay maybe a little old) because God has been teaching me and preparing me all these years...for such a time as this.
2 comments:
Tracy, your story makes me think about a prayer we sometimes pray in church: "Almighty and ever-living God, you are always more ready to hear than we are to pray, and you gladly give more than we either desire or deserve. Pour upon us your abundant mercy. Forgive us those things that weigh on our conscience, and give us those good things that come only through your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen I also think about Colossians 3:20 "to him who is able to give us more than we can ask or imagine..."
Thank you, God, for bringing Tracy and the Rescue Mission together. May it be a grace-filled union!
I know you will be a HUGE blessing and be HUGELY blessed!! Much love, friend!
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