Yes means No? Hurry up and Wait Waite.

Exactly three weeks ago today, I decided to pursue a masters in occupational therapy. I had been praying about this for a while. Through all the job offers and not offers, occupational therapy had been a constant interest in my mind. On Wednesday June 5, I felt God was asking me to make a decision and move in a direction. That night I went online and scheduled out my classes from July 1-December 13. All I had to do was hit the "pay now" (which I really didn't want to do) button.

The very next day I missed a call and a text with A LOT of exclamation marks from a friend about a PE job at San Gabriel Academy in San Gabriel (duh) CA. I had talked to him before and knew that he loved his job and the people he worked with. That same Friday (mind you one day after deciding to get my masters) I had a great conversation with the principal. The ball has been rolling towards the California coast ever since. It was as if God wanted me to make a decision so He could say "Nope, I'm not done with your teaching career yet." I've noticed at times when I say "yes" God says "no" or "let me tweak that plan for you and show you how it's REALLY done, I got you Jill (head nod/Godly wink included)."

Over Father's Day weekend I was going to be in Riverside anyway and traveled the hour (more like 10 1/2 in LA traffic) to San Gabriel to meet the principal and the athletic director face to face. A personnel committee meeting was also suppose to happen in person but was rescheduled. I left California with a clear mind knowing that God was not done with me yet. "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope." Jeremiah 29:11. And oh boy, He was not done.

Since my trip to California I have been waiting. I have gone from a whirlwind rush of phone interviews to a quick trip to visit family and face to face interview, and now I'm dropped. Dropped into a house piled with boxes (I hardly packed, many thanks to mom) and told to wait for a committee meeting that was happening who knows when. God was definitely not done teaching me about the power of patience and truly letting go and letting Him work in me and for me. 

Fast forward to today. I was all lined up to Skype in at 6pm and interview with the committee, my web cam stopped working on my computer. STRESS. Enter little voice in my head "calm down, let go let God." Okay...now Skype is working on my iPad, but no word from the principal = no one to Skype with. STRESS. Little voice "Jill, let go" (and if you know me one of my pet peeves is my name being said with a comma/pause after it). By not I'm feeling like Samuel being called in the night. I give up "yes, Lord". Little voice "calm down and listen to Pandora". Two songs in...Skype call! 

The interview went great, questions were answers, and I even got them to laugh a few times :) 

Now the Linthwaite must must wait (I've always wanted to say that) 24 to 48 hours for an answer while other people are interviewed.

God is not done with me yet, I know for a fact He hasn't even begun. I know CA or AZ have amazing God-tunities (God + opportunities) for me to serve. Can't wait to see what He got for me! I'll keep you posted and you keep me in your prayers. (fair trade and I'll keep you in my prayers tambien :)