If God should make your path straight, you need to start and get on this path. This simply happens when you decide to live a life with and for Jesus.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge
him, and he will make straight your paths.”

The Bible, Proverbs 3:5-6, ESV

Should I go to university?

September. Not sure whether I should go to university or not I wanted God to tell me. I prayed about it, waited, but couldn’t hear His voice. I then told God to either give me peace or not about this decision. I went to information events  to see which subject I should choose. “Business Communication” was the winner. I applied and was accepted. Happy that everything went well and that “THE DOORS” were open, I could lean back. My family knew that I would do the same as the most of my friends were doing and they wouldn’t have to worry about my career path. But not so many days later, I felt like it was the wrong decision. I waited and prayed about it again for another month, and then decided to withdraw my application. The school told me that you usually would  have to attend the first semester if you withdraw your application but they would make an exception. It was such a relief. And the peace I was missing came back.

The job

When I quit my old job I asked God if I would go back and He said “No.” This meant that even if returning to my old job was the easiest solution, I still wouldn’t.

August. Everyone around me was telling me that I should go back to my old job. they knew that the company wouldn’t hesitate in hiring me and I could start immediately. But I wanted to trust God. Four months and many job applications later, I finally found a job. I only waited for the contract to be sent home so that I could sign it. A few days later I got a phone call saying that wouldn’t be able to employ me after all.

October. A few days later a friend asked me if I wanted to use my free time to help out at my church’s office. I got into the work really quickly and loved it. My days were filled with structure, and they were thankful for my work. Some weeks later they asked me if I wanted to start a internship. I agreed to it and signed a contract. What my parents and family didn’t know was that I wouldn’t earn any money. I would work for free. For free in the world’s eyes – but not in mine.

December. I thought that it would be useful to take a class on training trainees. It wasn’t required for my internship but I just had the feeling I should do it. So I did. It usually is paid for by the company you are working for but I had to pay for it on my on. And let me tell you–after a year jobless and almost eight months abroad–there was not much money left.

January. Some jobs were offered to me but I declined all of them. I had no peace.

February. And then there was this huge company. Everyone knows them, except for me. I had no idea who just called me back and wanted to interview me. So I went there, had my first and second interviews, talked to some of my possible future co-workers, and then–after praying and hoping for it–they took someone else.

During this time my Dad always asked me for how long I would have enough money. I gave myself seven months, until April. My internship at church still wasn’t paid and everyone was wondering why I still worked there.  (More on that in my next blog post).

April. My bank account wasn’t very helpful. The numbers were low and there was still no job. I mean, I kind of had one. I went there three days a week, but still no money. On a day off I opened my laptop and said to God, give me some ideas on where I can find a job. A restaurant came to my mind and I looked it up. They had a few job openings. I applied. Two days later I got a phone call. I was invited for a job interview. Two days after the interview I could go work there in order to see if I like the job. One week later I signed my new contract. And One week after that I started my new job. With this job God showed me that He is never late, He heard my prayers, and saw my bank account.

May. My new job wasn’t fulfilling. I earned money which was a great feeling but couldn’t replace the joy I had with the work I was doing for church. I decided to quit.

Some weeks ago. A friend told me that she knows about a job opening. A job where a course for a trainer is required.

This job is at the same company I used to work for. But now I have a better contract, a new working field, and confirmation that God wants me there. Why else should I have done this course? I will start in August. And I have peace about it.

My next blog post is about the perseverance God gave me over the past months.