Ok, so maybe my voice hasnt raised to God in anger, but in a weird I feel so calm. Let me tell the back story.
I have been waiting to hear news about what my future holds in the Air Force. I have been waiting for the board results for over a month now, and, by golly, it is about time they told us the results. Well, Monday I found out. I was not chosen for reclassification, and will be honorably discharged from the Air Force in 45 days. Boom. Whoa. [Mind whirling, spinning, etc].
That was my news Monday.
What to do, what to do?
I prayed. I called out right then and there. Not "Why God, Why Me?" No. It was a calm prayer. It was a call out saying "Lord, your plan will be way better than I could have planned." And I truly believe that.
This week has been hard, dont get me wrong. Losing my dream of serving my country in the armed forces didnt come lightly, but I have a peace about it. I am not pissed like other friends who got the same news. I am not bitter to the men who had to make the hard decision, and I am not mad that our leadership couldnt find a job for me, knowing that I am qualified for multiple positions. No, now is the time to move forward. I pulled out my suit yesterday, rewrote my resume, and went to a job fair. Odd for me, seeing that I have only worn my suit at my wedding last year, then my brother-in-laws wedding a few months ago, but then again, it all felt familiar...a new dream to dream, a new direction from God to follow.
Either way, I am at peace with the news I have found out. We are doing well, and listening to the God who parted the Red Sea, the God who walked on water, and the God who saved my sins. I think my future looks alright in light of that.
Praise God from whom ALL blessings flow.