Jan 23, 2012

Is this real life?

Yes, yes it is.

Currently, "real life," aka post-grad life, trying-to-find-a-job life, living-with-my-parents life, looks like this in my planner:

I feel like I'm kind of in a holding pattern.  You know, when a plane can't land at an airport yet, so it just has to fly around in circles, leaving its passengers anxiously anticipating their arrival?  I feel like a perpetual passenger on an airplane that doesn't know when or where it will land.  

I'm waiting to hear back about two different job interviews.  I'm waiting to figure out more details for Scotland before I continue raising support.  I'm just waiting.  God is teaching me patience in ways that I never would have anticipated.  And I'm choosing to praise Him for it.

Because although I'm running out of money, have no set plans, and am not nearly as busy as I was a month ago, I'm learning to just be.  I'm taking advantage of being able to sleep as late as I want every. single. day.  I'm reading books that I want to read, not books I have to read.  I get to choose to learn.  Choose to spend time with people.  Choose to organize the room I'm living in, because I've never lived in it before and everything needs a place.

I need to enjoy now, because now will never happen again.  

I do need a job.  And I'm actively looking for one.  But instead of stressing about it and being miserable while I wait, I'm choosing to learn and to enjoy where God has placed me.

Enjoying looks like:

 These two. Lots of these two.

 Saturday nights on the mountain.

 Much needed time with the roommates.

Bread baking. 

Boyfriend. 

Reading + coffee + boyfriend. 

 Getting creative in my salad making.

Loving the sunshine.

For now, I'm just going with it, thanking God every step of the way.

2 comments:

  1. you and Josiah have to stop. your cuteness is killing me!! (in a very good way, as in don't stop, y'all are presh!)

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  2. I am proud of you, excited for you, praying for you!! Keep me posted about the jobs. Love you, friend.

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