Our loving father Larry is phobic and a little bit insane over sharks. To the point that bodies of water, not made within his bathtub or shower, are forbidden & dangerous. Any word of his children going anywhere near a body of water, such as a pool, lake or ocean....& he is immediate in dispelling his utmost disapproval! Thus the reason I didn't tell him my mission trip was on a cruise! LOL! In attempts to turn us onto his bandwagon of fear for sharks, he sends articles on shark attacks; especially the ones that are "unbeknownst to the victim!" Most recently, there was an incident 8 miles off the coast of Oahu where 2 fisherman were on their boat & had just pulled in a marlin when a huge great white shark began to circle their boat....and kept circling....and circling.....and circling. The one guy video'd the experience, along with his verbal commentation which had me rollin' coz if you're local, the pidgin is so fresh & brings you back to da islands. Anyhow, the words that kept me laughing were "I trippin' brah....I trippin'!"
A few months ago, I was asked by my kuya, if I'd be willing to work in his department. There was an opening that would be available & he thought I would be a great asset to the position. Because this is the VA, there are many steps, ladders & paths that have to be taken before something becomes available to me....or an applicant. The position was finally agreed upon, created & formally listed for applicants. I applied. I'm one of the 6 final applicants weeded out. As much as my kuya wants to hire me, it has suddenly become apparent that I must interview to fight for THE spot. So it looks like I have a few weeks to prepare. Kuya called to give me a heads up about interviewing & tho I was quiet & calm in the car, I am literally "trippin' brah!" I'm an outsider trying to come inside. Because some of these applicants have veterans status or are in the veterans system, there has to be some preference extended to them. I can't dispute that. But I sit here thinking, what.....what about me do I feel or I think others feel/see are what make me a better & more qualified candidate for the position? So I must pray harder....not just for the job, but for God to tell me about myself....and just hope & pray that who I am, the nurse I am, will be what this position needs. So this is still all in God's hands.
I saw an illustration of 2 diggers digging paths to their goal. One was still digging & prolly had a couple feet to go. The other had dug his way to inches from his goal before turning around, walking away & giving up. So here I am, not wanting to be that 2nd digger. Like Paul.....I will press on.....tho' I still trippin' brah! LOL!
