I am going to warn you up front, this post might be a little longer than any other I have written. Why? Well I felt the Lord touch my life in a big way today and it just keeps snowballing into bigger and better things. I am amazed; I love it; I have to share!
First thing's first. I turned in my application to become a Visitors Center (VC) Tour Leader yesterday! Woo-hoo!!! I am so freakin' pumped! Just the opportunity to go back into the VC and talk to the amazing people that work there gets me excited! I'm so blessed! Anyways, the application included a one page essay with the topic, "What's your story?" My first thought: You have got to be kidding me. I love writing--hello, I have a blog!--but I have never been good at writing without any specific directions. Last week, I was telling my dad about how frustrated I was that I couldn't think of a good "story," and mid-sentence a thought popped into my mind. What if I wrote about my Tour Leader application experience from January? Finally a stroke of genius (well, for me at least)!
You see, I have applied for this position once before. I made it to second round interview and I felt so at home at the VC that I was sure I would get it. God had different plans for me. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to show how much I had grown as a person since then so, I wrote how not getting the position allowed me to become fully engrossed in my leadership certificate classes and leadership positions. At first, it was hard at to revisit the feeling of rejection but, in the end, I fell really good about my application essay.
So then today happens. I get out of class and head for the restroom. The door seemed heavier than normal and so I pushed a little harder... A girl in line for a stall had been leaning against it. I smiled and apologized making some comment about how small the bathroom was or something. As I pulled my other book bag strap onto my shoulder, the girl who had been leaning on the door asked me if I went here (aka this awesome university I get to call home). Her mother was next to her and I asked them a ton of questions about where they were from, how they were liking campus, etc. They in turn asked me a lot of questions about my major, life in college, different organizations and so on. It turns out that another mother-daughter duo was in the bathroom too and the five of us chatted for a few minutes. The one girl was interested in PR (my major!) and the other was interested in the pre-vet program. They were juniors in high school and so excited about the process that lay ahead of them. I desperately wished that I could hop on their tour bus and show them around campus (class really gets in the way sometimes).
It hit me as I walked out of the bathroom that throughout our entire conversation, I had felt God's hand on my shoulder. He had walked me into that bathroom at the exact moment that I needed to and ran (literally) into this mother-daughter pair. I had the biggest, silliest, teeth-baring grin on my face for a solid 15+ minutes after that. I couldn't help it. Speaking to those two girls made me so happy and excited for their future. It was amazing. Hands down, it was an awe-inspiring moment of realization. I knew that my passion to become a Tour Leader is still burning bright inside of me and I am beyond ready for the rest of the application process to begin.
Now the other part of this story... As I sat down to write this post and I got to thinking about if I had written a post when I received the rejection email in January. So I looked; I had! Rereading that blog post, I was amazed at my positivity throughout it. It was a gratifying feeling to see and know that I am happy and really living out a life that I can be proud of. It's pretty cool to see how far I have come in my own development as a person, leader, and follower of Christ. He has everything laid out for my future and I am so excited to see all that He has planned! What a day!
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