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"Woe be unto the pastors that destroy and scatter the sheep of my pasture! saith the Lord." Jeremiah 23:1

That verse is for those of you who don't think our clergy are to be held accountable.

I'm reading Jeremiah. It's providing me with some interesting insights regarding God's perspective. Specifically, on a nation that has chosen to abandon Him.

Sound familiar?

Why Lord?

It never fails.

When it comes to opportunities...I always settle for ones that are so-so.

Then God gives me something that's exactly what I asked for.

One example of this was my acceptance to Western for my Bachelor of Education. Shortly before OISE.Remember those blurbs?

Fast forward to today...Over the weekend, I was considering staying with my current volunteer-with-vague-promises-of-pay gig...Until my super suggested I compromise my integrity. (Details are in one of the posts below.)

Meanwhile I just found out that an interview I had a few weeks ago has turned out positively. I am a wanted woman. :) And I have more job interviews to look forward to. In the very field I was praying for--ESL teaching.

Proof that the Lord doesn't want His children to settle for less than His best.

After all. He doesn't give us anything but!

Once again!

Due to ridiculous spam messages, I'm turning the "comments" feature off on this blog.

I know I should be able to toss stupidity in the trash, but somehow my PC doesn't support that icon/function.

I know I don't get many comments. But when I do, I would like them to be legitimate.

Not ludicrous tales about how to enhance my Negroness or why I'm not Christian enough.

Midway Observations

I'm at a midpoint in my life, somewhere between school and a job. Hence the name of this post.

I've been volunteering for a non-profit. I'm about to embark on a segment of a project for which I am required to phone certain organizations and obtain information.

Recently, regarding the gathering of said information, my supervisor suggested that I lie regarding where I'm calling from. "Tell them you're a student working on a project..."

Like hell I'm a student working on a project.

Look. I know the deal.

I remember one day a few weeks ago. I went to McDonald's. (Oh. shut. up. I saw Supersize Me.)

I paid for a meal. I also paid for, and forgot an apple pie in the restaurant. It wasn't even on the counter or left on a table. The cashier hadn't given it to me.

It was a gorgeous day. I went and consumed my food on a bench on Philosopher's Walk. I was sipping my drink, when suddenly I was overtaken by a sense of terror. I clutched the bag. I looked inside. No Hot Apple Pie.

(Gah!)

I gathered my things. Headed back to Mickey-D's. Explained everything to the girl behind the counter. Less than a half a minute later...

Pie!

Moral of the story? (Because every frivolous tale has one...)

Tell the truth. Always. So long as what you want or need is legitimate, you'll probably get it. Or at the very least, get what you deserve. Even if the result isn't quite what you'd expected.

It's one of God's laws. And in this age of backstabbing, it's probably one of His best.

I know I'm stating an elementary principle. Yet I find it highly disturbing when people who are twice my age haven't figured it out...

From perhaps even before I was born, my mother instilled in me an anal-retentive fear and loathing of dishonesty.

Suffice it to say that I firmly believe that if you're working on something and you think you have to lie about your intentions, your origins...

ANYTHING...

Then whatever you're up to either

a) Isn't that fabulous to begin with...

b) Is destined to be flawed...

c) Is destined to fail...

OR

d) All of the above.

I'm very angry. To think I was fooled by this woman's talk of the Lord...Clearly Satan knows how spiritually vulnerable I am.

When God is "with [you]"--or as she implied more than once "with me" meaning with her--breaking His rules shouldn't be the first thing on your mind.

Strange, but beautiful.

That's what my past two days have been.

There is one thing that the Lord knows (literally) that my soul has cried out for.

A job.

I have bills to pay, and yadda, yadda, yadda... (I never believed that God wouldn't come to my aid. However I've been very anxious. Trusting in God's timing isn't for wimps.)

Yesterday I was starting to feel the pull of hopelessness. No matter how positive I insist on being, the Enemy is always there, trying to discourage me.

Not that I have given him much of a fight. My efforts, as of yesterday morning, had proven unsuccessful. On Tuesday night, I finally received a call from one of many ESL schools that I have applied to...Their representative said he wanted to meet with me. I returned his message as soon as I could yesterday morning. I told him that I would be available for an interview this morning. He said, in his own way, "Great! I'll phone you back."

Trouble is, he never did.

After about 45 minutes of waiting, I phoned him back. His excuse?

"I forgot."

Irritated, I headed over to Volunteer Toronto's web site. After much laundry and a bite to eat, plus an extensive jaunt involving both a subway and a bus, I found myself in an interview.

The position is voluntary, but it has prospects and possibilities for full-time employment.

Last night, I cancelled on Mr. ESL. I can forgive a forgotten phone call if you're a friend.

Almost.

But a professional contact? When you're the one who says s/he wants to see me?

You're pushing it.

Anyhow. As for my current opportunity...I'm excited. And blessed.

I have never been in an interview where the interviewer seemed genuinely excited about my potential. My boss has faith in me.

More importantly, she has faith in God. She mentioned her faith in the interview--again, for me, another first--and I thought I was dreaming.

Before I arrived...All I knew was that I was heading off to volunteer for something.

Yes, the ad was that vague.

By the time I was on my way home, I felt as though I had been directed to an opportunity ordained by The Maker.

(As an aside...I won't go into the details here, but from what I'm seeing...Every step in this new direction is a step of faith. For the first time in my life, I feel as though I'm walking in His way, according to His will.)

Immediately after my departure I grabbed some food and made my way to my second-last Freedomize membership meeting. I can hardly wait to join!

And yes, I've been crabby about church in past entries, but honestly...I'm excited.

I feel as though I'm getting ready to marry God.

*squee*

The Lord has worked in my life in some mysterious, wonderful, wild ways. I can hardly wait to see what He has in store.