There comes a time in everyone's life where you may feel like you have to prove yourself. You may have to prove you are good enough to play first base OR that you deserve a promotion at work. In my case, I am interviewing tomorrow for a job that could be absolutely wonderful. I am really feeling the stress right now to prove myself.
When we were still living in Louisiana, but knew we would be moving back soon, I began my job search. I was working at a car dealership there, and I probably would not have left my job had Matthew not been getting out of the Army and us moving back to Alabama. But nevertheless, I knew I would be needing a job when we got back, so I began my search. One day when I was walking into the grocery store, my mother-in-law called to tell me about a job she found in the paper that just sounded perfect for me. Only a few days later my mom called and told me about the exact same job. I looked it up online to find out some more information. It sounded perfect, so I sent in my application right away. Turns out there were just a handful of days before the deadline, so I had caught it just in time. The job was basically exactly what I was looking for. It described me to a T.
I believe the deadline for applications was sometime in either February or March, and it is now the end of May--so this process has taken quite some time. I went in for a pre-employment test 3 weeks ago. They told us there that everyone that took the test would be offered an interview....all 16 of us. (Hey, at least I could see what I was up against!) The scores from our tests and the scores from our interviews would be added together and we would be placed in order from 1-16. BUT numbers 1, 2, and 3 would be considered equal. So as long as I can get in the top 3 positions, I have a good chance of getting this great job!
I am nervous. I have studied as much as I can for interviews. I have planned out my attire to the smallest detail. I am stressing myself out. But it is now time to stop worrying and just know that whatever is supposed to happen, will happen. (Shouldn't I know that by now....) I do believe that I would be perfect for this position and would be happy there for a very very long time, but also I know that what is meant to be will be. Whether we understand it at the exact time or not, God has it all planned out. But that still doesn't keep me from wanting this job REALLY BAD!!!
I will post as soon as I hear some kind of response from the position, but until then I ask for your thoughts and prayers for me for this job. Thank you!
<3 Emily


