The Power of Prayer

As many of you who have read anything of mine for a little while know that despite my problems, I always keep an open and almost constant communication with God. And although I know it always pays off, even if it's just to clear my thoughts, sort things out, or to help me become aware of the things I have to be thankful for in my life, sometimes the big man has a way of dropping off little gifts and leaving them nicely perched on my lap.

Yesterday's interview went, well, interestingly. It went well, but it was kind of unnerving. I couldn't get a read on the guy to save my life. he gave me almost nothing to work with in terms of a conversation and he seemed distracted (he kept looking over at his computer and the thing kept dinging (e-mails). At one point, towards the end of the thing, I was so rattled that I blanked out entirely on a few names. I recovered pretty quickly, but still, I didn't like it. So although I did the best I could, I was really bothered by the guy's behavior. I even called my old boss to see if she knew the guy and to ask if this is normal behavior for him. She sadly didn't know the guy.

This morning, I got an e-mail from a headhunter about a communications specialist position at Reuter's. I told him I would call him in the morning about it. So he sent me the job description. Then genius me, I left my cell behind so when I got home there were a ton of voice mails. The last one, however, made me grin and happy that I left it home. It was from the job that turned me down two weeks ago. They reopened the position and wanted to know if I could come in either tomorrow or Thursday. Now the reason I'm thankful I left the phone behind is because had I gotten the call, I know I would have taken the interview tomorrow. But since I got some time to think about it, I decided to go for Thursday. I can prepare a bit more, I can talk to the headhunter and I am allowing the people from Time to have more time to get back to me. Hopefully, this way, I will have two offers and a potential interview on deck. Not a bad position to be in.

Now here's the part about the power of prayer and why I know the Big man looks out for me. Since I got turned down, I have been pretty depressed. I've been trying of course to keep a positive attitude and remain thankful for all the great things I have in my life. But still, most of my time praying has been spent asking for a miracle and asking why I feel like I'm being punished. I know that's not the case, but I still felt like it. Between him and I, I think we're cool enough for me to ask that. Especially after yesterday's interview. And now here I sit, not 24 hours later, somewhat spoiled for choices in job opportunities. Thank you LORD!