Showing posts with label w00t. Show all posts
Showing posts with label w00t. Show all posts

Thursday, September 11, 2008

They're All Out Without You, Having Fun.

For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. - Jeremiah 29:11

God is a great God. I mean, he's really amazing. I have no right to call him amazing because that's like an insult to how truly spectacular he was, is, and will always be. He does some really strange things, though, but don't worry, they're amazing too. We may not know why he does those things, because they may not be what we want, but yet, in the future, we can see why. Sometimes he doesn't give us the job we really want, only because he knows that something much better for our career will appear soon enough, and that if we can just be patient and seek him, he'll appear and so will what we need. He brings with him the things we need. And eventually the things we want turn into the things he wants, so that his mission and work becomes our work. This is what I want, and I'll do what I have to get it. Today, I praise God for his amazing work as he's given me something I'll remember for the rest of my life. I pray that I use it for his glory, as he would have me do. Thank you, Lord. You knew all along why nothing else was turning up results, and why the job I wanted to badly at Apple said no. It's because you had a better plan for me to become a Web Designer, to start my career, to save money, to learn better skills, meet new people, and start living.

I start a week from this Monday. :) Once again: w00t.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Job...? YES.

So I signed a piece of paper today that said I'm official with Sitel.

I was praying later, before I went to Jo's, that God would give me a Web Design job, and that the one I'm trying for would be great. So what do you know? No lie, less than a minute after that prayer, if not sooner than that, the phone rings. It's my Recruiter friend, Mrs. Diane, wanting to set up two interviews. The first is with her, just to fill out a background check and for her to meet me and see if I'd get along with the people there, and the second is with Mr. Lowery and his wife. Wow. Can I say that God is flippin' amazing? I think so.

I'm not going to lie. I'm not the best Christian ever. I try, but I still make my mistakes. That's why I'm saved by GRACE, not by works. RIGHT before I prayed that prayer I remembered (not the reference or even the whole verse, just the last few words of it) James 4:2: "You want something but don't get it. You kill and covet, but you cannot have what you want. You quarrel and fight. You do not have, because you do not ask God." So, I asked. And, Matthew 7:7a-8a: "Ask and it will be given to you...For everyone who asks receives;" I received. I rejoiced. I still ask that God guides me through the final parts of this process and lets me finish strong.

Big Freakin' w00t. =)

Monday, September 8, 2008

Finished.

Ok, so, since yesterday afternoon I've been working on a spec assignment for Mr. Lowery, the owner of Health Resources. If he and his design team likes the design I put together, then he'll consider hiring me. I hope he likes it. I've been working on it for a long time. Probably... sixteen hours or so. Clicking, doing one thing, re-doing that thing over again cause it looked just a little bit wrong, blah blah blah. A lot of stuff. Surprisingly, each time I walked away from the computer, I wanted to go back and work more, and I still want to work on something else now. I do believe this is what I really want to do for a good majority of my life: Web Design. I pray that God gives me a job in Web Design. This one would be nice for a great start. Regardless, God is still awesome.

Tomorrow looks bright. I want to wake up early. I want to get going early. I have a few things to do, but mainly, I just want to be. Whether that's here, the church, BAM, or Starbucks, who knows? All I know is that I love God, I love life, and I love what I'm doing right now.

w00t