Last night I had the pleasure of attending a Bon Voyage party for one of my friends. Her company is sending her to Australia for approximately one year. I think it could be longer. I was so intrigued about how she got this position, so of course I asked. She told me that she didn't apply for the position or even know about it. She continued by saying that her boss recommended her for the job. Now, if that isn't favor . . . I don't know what is. I am convinced that favor is God raising up people to use their power, their ability and their influence to help you. The opportunity came, she was prepared and now she's headed down under.
Sometimes we don't know our own strengths or our own capabilities until we face a challenge, have to make a decision or have to take on additional responsibilities. I have experienced this in my own life. I don't know when I started to fear flying. It must have been after 9/11. When I worked at my previous job, one of my clients wanted me to visit them about once a quarter, if that. They were located in Dallas. I probably protested that decision so much, until an ultimatum was made. Never-the-less, I got on that plane. I flew to Dallas, met with my client and came right back home. When I decided to change jobs and interviewed for my current position, I was asked during the interview if I had a passport. Thinking nothing of it, I said yes. I got the job and one month later I was on a plane to Salvador, Bahia, Brazil. I thought, Lord you have such a sense of humor. What was revealed was that if I wanted to be a higher power career woman and be in a position of great responsibility and work for an international company, I was going to have to trust in God and get over this fear. I thought, okay . . . I get it. Had I of tucked my tail between my legs and told myself that I wouldn't be able to handle the stress of travel, more like the phobia of flight, then I would miss out on so much. I wouldn't get to travel to places that I have not been able to. My view of the world would have been so small. I wouldn't be able to learn to embrace new cultures and test my own abilities when it comes to tolerance and understanding. Sometimes our destiny is revealed to us, but our own fears or hesitations get in the way of us fulfilling it.
In saying that I wish Eb all the success in the world. Who knows her eternal "Boo" may be an Aussie and God needed to get her to Australia somehow, right? Whatever the future holds for her . . . I hope she'll walkabout, letting her light so shine before men, wherever she goes.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
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