I’m sitting at Starbucks waiting to meet the hiring manager in my best interview attire and all I can think about it what teens would want to read on my blog. From the start I know this job isn’t for me, I’m not even focused on getting it when its interview time but the practical side of me begs to look past my “calling” after all my calling hasn’t produced any job leads and this is the perfect opportunity. With this job I would have the 9-5 in the fancy office with the potential of working for my dad’s company and becoming a partner one day.
It’s the perfect situation and everything in me wants it work, except for my heart. My heart is telling me I was made for ministry. However I shove that part of me away as I stand up to greet the cute sales woman who will decide my future. After ten minutes she answers my deepest fear. “I just can’t see you at this roll, you’d be much better at outside sales and working with people”. Door shut. Case closed.
Haven’t we all been there at a door we so badly wanted begging God to open it. Maybe it’s a relationship that seems perfect or a job you just know you would be great at but for whatever reason he stands there and shakes his head. Hearing no is like nails on a chalkboard, you want to cover your ears and scream.
My prayer lately is that the right doors would be opened and the wrong doors would remain closed. It has been a way too fruitful of a prayer. The point is God’s no’s are always for our best interest and always because he has something better planned. They are hard to hear but the consequences of stepping outside of his will are much harder to recover from. Trust me I know. I’ve been there.
So three days later after my failed interview I have lunch with a friend who knows of a church that is hiring and two hours later I have an interview for a youth ministry position working with teenagers and two days later I have a job exactly where God called me.
If you ever doubt God re read your own story. There is always times where he has proven faithful.