The past few weeks of my life have been awesome, overall. I've experienced unprecedented amounts of both defeat and triumph, all the while trying hard to remember that God has control. The semester is nearing an end, and while I did really well in the majority of my classes, I skirted around too many deadlines in one and as a result will receive a failing grade. It's been a while since I let myself down this much, so my self pity meter was well maxed out for a few days. And although I'm still disappointed in myself for not trying harder--because at 23 I really shouldn't be making such careless and reckless choices concerning my education--I also know that this one failure does not define who I am. I made a big mistake, and my GPA will suffer as a result, but I'll be alright.
But enough with the tragic, on to great news. I'm heavily involved in fighting human trafficking and modern day slavery, and about a month ago, I noticed an ad for a volunteer position with a non-profit anti-trafficking agency. Being the social media butterfly I am, I quickly responded and within a few days got a call back! After a few more interviews and days of training, I am pleased to say that I'm the social media manager for them! I am elated at this opportunity to work directly with survivors of human trafficking and aid in their recovery, all the while showing the world all the amazing work these people do.
One of our survivors had a great day in court yesterday. Another is preparing for birth any day now, and I can't wait to welcome the newest member of our community. The last few weeks have taught me that God isn't just with us during the big stuff, he's with us in the details, too. From the terrifying moments when we fear we've been conquered, to the blissful ones when we feel accomplished, and even in the quiet moments when we are simply content-God is with is. I'm proud to say that while I have nothing figured out, I know that God has a magnificent plan for my life, and I'm loving watching it unfold around me.
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