Today’s a great day. And not because I’m announcing I got a job. It’s a great day because it’s the first birthday of my daughter Noelle. It was in fact her birth that inspired me to write my first post last July (CCC trivia: I actually started Charlie’s Church of Christ in 2006 while on a 5-month road trip but it only lasted 3 posts. I had been planning on resurrecting it for 6 months and Noelle’s birth was the catalyst). We will spend the day eating cupcakes leftover from her party yesterday.
But, yeah, I got a job. Next week I’ll be working for a local medical clinic as a technician in their pharmacy. Sad to say it’s only a temporary job, as I’m merely covering for someone on hiatus, however it is my hope that I’ll be able to find another job within the company, as they employ 500 people. I actually turned down a full time position with benefits for this temporary one, as I quickly realized that job was not the direction I wanted to go, and we’re hoping the risk will pay off.
Many thanks for all of your prayers and encouragements and kind words over the last few months. I was blown away that any of you even cared at all, let alone would pray for me. It ain’t over yet as I’ll be job searching again in a few months, but my spidey-sense is tingling.
And Now For The Take Home Lesson
The job search was an interesting time for me spiritually. I found myself trying to play psychological games with God manipulate him, and if such a thing could be done. If I realized I hadn’t prayed about a possible job I would just so that couldn’t be used against me. I prayed as if God wouldn’t give me anything unless I did.
I’d pray for him to give me certain jobs, which is interesting because 1) I temporarily became a Calvinist, wanting God to control everything, including a company’s hiring process and 2) as if he’d rather give me the job just because we have a special thing, even if it meant a more qualified applicant wouldn’t get it.
I find it interesting how we (me) play ridiculous mental head games with the Divine just so we can get what we want. I would say it worked because I did get a job, but of course I don’t think God fell for my funny little schemes. Thank heavens (okay, thank him) that he doesn’t.
What sort of ridiculous psychological games have you played with God. Have you duped him?