Wednesday, August 25, 2010

God is my Employer

This past summer I was desperate to get a job. Back at school before summer break I was working as an animal care assistant (once again), but I had reached my limit of what work-study has offered. I tried looking for another job, but it was nearing the end of the semester and everyone was looking to hire someone for the summer and not me who would work for a couple months then fly away. So after buying plane tickets for home, I was getting a little low on money :/ I hate being low on money. I felt insecure (not like.. self conscious, but like not secure) and anxious.

After I got home, I started desperately searching for a job, any job. I was checking the korean newspaper everyday to see if there was anyone who'd hire a student for part time. I called and went into a couple places but, they wanted someone who'd stay longer than 3 months. I was doubtful now that anyone would hire me since I'd be staying there such a short time, but I kept on looking, knowing that God would provide as always.

Finally, I called a burger store and they told me to come in for an interview. I went in the next day and met the owner who asked a couple questions but made it sound like I had job already. I HAD GOTTEN THE JOB! I was so excited, my heart raced, and I couldn't keep it to myself. I told my parents as soon as I got back and of course they were happy for me too. I thanked God for providing me with a job with an income so I wouldn't have to worry about books for school.

I worked hard for the first week, then I got a phone call saying that they didn't need me anymore because there weren't a lot of customers and they could handle it by themselves. I was shocked. I could not believe it. I worked there for a week! A WEEK! I was heartbroken, crushed. Was that the real reason they let me go? Maybe I didn't do a good job..

I quickly shook it off and started looking for another job again. I checked the newspapers even more diligently than before, but it seemed like there was nothing there for me. Slowly I started to lose hope. That made me think about the burger job I had before. God? Why did you give me a job, then just take it away? What's the purpose in that? Is there really something else out there for me to do?

He answered me rather quickly. I had heard on sunday announcements that they were hiring for summer camp. I didn't think it through at all because at that point.. I didn't really like kids.. after vbs's I just didn't think I could handle them anymore. I hadn't even considered it an option, but my mom mentioned it when I couldn't find another job. She told me "maybe.. this is what you're supposed to do." (in krn of course) *lightbulb* Maybe.. this IS what I'm supposed to do..

A little hesitant, but still having a little hope, I went to the first day of summer camp. WHAM! God provided me with a job. I was to be a teacher's aid for preschoolers aged from 2 to 3. I was ecstatic I had a job, but 2-3 yr olds?? I firmly believed I was horrible with kids. I didn't know how to talk to them, how to discipline them, how to play with them. I was just planning on marrying someone who's good with them, so my own kids wouldn't turn out undisciplined and just.. wrong.

Turned out God had planned for me to interact with these kids all along. During the month and a half, I had learned so much about caring for babies (how to change diapers, which was surprisingly not that hard), and also something about myself. I am actually decently good with kids.. so I was told by the teacher I was helping. Who knew. Me, good with kids.. haha God did, obviously. I am no longer afraid of being a horrible mother. :D and most of all I was blessed to be a part of those precious kids' lives. Through that experience I finally knew how everyone was made in the image of God, and also understood a little more of how God must see us. He laughs at the silly things we do (out of love, not like haha stupid kid.. but like aww haha u bring me joy), and even when we do bad things, or are super whiney, or make mistakes and pee in our pants.. he can't help but love us. XP