For those (if any) of you who have noticed that I’ve been at many jobs in the past 5 months... well, it’s true. I just wanted to share some about what God has been doing. Because God is always up to something. And it’s always good.
So before the wedding, I was doing my psychology internship at a nursing home, and fell in love with it! I was promised a job, and quit a job that I had got at the hospital (for 3 days... HA) because I wanted this one. Then it was taken from me a week from the wedding because I couldn’t start right away. Devastation hit me like I hadn’t experienced before, and fear struck me as I was out of a job and about to be MARRIED with BILLS. So what did I do? I applied around, and 2 days before I walked down that aisle, an animal hospital called and I had a job! I could rest assured, and enjoy my honeymoon without any worries.
I was truly super excited about this job. Most people know that dogs are my world. But things aren’t what they seem a lot of the time. Long story short: I picked up poop all day, and there were so many dogs in boarding that I really couldn’t even spend any time with them. I was peed on, bitten, scratched, and so many bad things. Not to mention, I came home crying most days because I couldn’t emotionally handle seeing the hurt animals. So those dreams of being a vet when I was little? Yeah, glad I didn’t go with that one. I would be a wreck. This job was something that God allowed me to have to pay for bills, and I met some sweet girls there that I still keep up with, and am even going to their weddings. I am thankful for the experience, even though I had nightmares about it for awhile!
Next: I was a nanny. Yep, you heard that right. I am truly grateful for the 3 months that I had with the kids. I learned so, so much. But I’m not made to work with children on a full-time basis, and that’s ok. I truly admire the people that ARE made for it. God has given you a beautiful gift.
This leads to my next point. No one really told me the identity crisis that I would face when I got married. It wasn’t the name change, it was all the other changes. It was the fact that all of a sudden, I felt “adult.” I put this unrealistic pressure to start my career path (before I’ve even finished college) and get a “big girl” job. There was immense amounts of dissatisfaction in every job I was at. And that ripped me apart for awhile.
The root of the problem wasn’t really the jobs. It was my attitude and my refusal to have joy. And I couldn’t fix myself... I couldn't be better no matter how hard I tried. It was an internal battle of identity and purpose. What IN THE WORLD am I made for? That’s a question that has haunted me. And the answer was simple, really. I’m made for Jesus. I’m not defined by a job. My refusal to be content in any circumstance led to distrust of God, which led to bitterness and confusion. It’s a terrible place to be. I wasn’t living, I was existing. And I know a lot of people who can relate with that.
The root of the problem wasn’t really the jobs. It was my attitude and my refusal to have joy. And I couldn’t fix myself... I couldn't be better no matter how hard I tried. It was an internal battle of identity and purpose. What IN THE WORLD am I made for? That’s a question that has haunted me. And the answer was simple, really. I’m made for Jesus. I’m not defined by a job. My refusal to be content in any circumstance led to distrust of God, which led to bitterness and confusion. It’s a terrible place to be. I wasn’t living, I was existing. And I know a lot of people who can relate with that.
Ultimately, all of this has been for a purpose. It would be easy for me to think that I’ve wasted the past 4 months, but I’m learning to not despise the hard times... I’m learning that I CAN renew my mind as Romans 12 talks about. I have this awakened confidence that I haven’t had before. And this confidence isn’t in myself. It’s in my Savior and His perfect ways. It’s empowering to walk in full assurance of this. As much as I think I’d like to have every step of my life figured out, I am much more satisfied with walking alongside Christ and watching my story unfold piece by piece. It’s messy - and I’m utterly stubborn and rebellious - but God lifts my head up and always shows me that He is the one who fully knows me, delights in me, and is sanctifying me through every experience. I pray that I learn to truly pursue God as He pursues me. I pray that I find gladness in my weakness and His sufficiency. I pray that I am humbly obedient and fully devoted.
It took this journey to realize my lack of faith. And that is hard to swallow and hard to type as a person who likes to seem like she has it all together. But I want to end this blog with this: We are all prodigal sons, running away from Jesus. But we have a patient God. He allows us to see our sin and our shortcomings so that we will RETURN to Him, put the sin to death, and experience redemption and freedom. May we all see the urgency of this returning to the One who gives us enough grace for each day & who gives us what no one or nothing else can. Jesus is better.
In His Grip,
Ty
“My vocation is love.”
“I’m dying to live, for my life is the smallest sacrifice I can give.”




