Wednesday, October 12, 2011
I interviewed for a new position at work today. It’s amazing how a normally poised, confident, sometimes eloquent person can be reduced to a quivering mass of nerves that exhibit themselves by talking too loud, too fast, and too jumbled. And did I actually lisp a couple times? Why didn’t the points I intended to make and the things I wanted to say come out in the neat little phrases I practiced in the car all week? Why did I forget to tell them several of the reasons they need me? Why, when I am normally very fast with a comeback or response, could I barely answer the questions I was asked? I am not a nervous person. It normally doesn’t bother me too much to be in the limelight. I guess I was so nervous because it means so much to me.
Before every life choice, I ask God for guidance. I ask Him to open doors if it’s His will, or to take away my desire if it’s not.
This is a case where I am hoping with every fiber of my being that God’s will and mine converge.