More bad news today. The fourth summer job I have been turned down for. I still have an application out there, but I am starting to lose hope in getting a job. I am going to have to continue venturing out to fill out applications. It just stinks not having a car because without one it is hard, really hard to get around Fargo and so I need a job that is pretty close to where I will be living.
I’m starting to wonder, though, if maybe God doesn’t want me in Fargo and that is why he is not providing a job here. Maybe I am supposed to go somewhere else, home? Another place? Somewhere I’ve never been? I don’t know. Maybe I’m not supposed to work. Maybe I’m supposed to do something else, volunteer, go homeless? There are millions of lessons God could be trying to teach me, and I honestly don’t know what he is calling me to do right now. Just pray that I would find a job or figure out just what it is that God wants me to do.