Like many people in their early 20's, I have spent a great deal of time in the last year worried about where I want my life to go and how to get there. As I graduated from college in December, I was absolutely certain about one thing: I did NOT want to move back to my hometown. I will spare you the details about why I didn't want to move back there, but just know that I have spent the last six years swearing on my life that I would never go back there.
I had to surrender my position, because I didn't have a job when I graduated and I didn't want to stay locked in an apartment contract that I could need to sell once I got a job elsewhere. So I sold my contract between semesters, and moved home where I would be free to relocate after finding a job. I focused my efforts on job hunting in Arizona. I felt good about going there and thought that was where I was supposed to be. But God had a different plan.
The second counselor in my new bishopric is the COO of the local hospital. Shortly after moving home, he called me to speak in sacrament meeting. During that phone call, he asked me what I had moved home for, and what I had graduated in. Once he heard that I had graduated in Business/HR, he got really excited and told me that their was an opening at the hospital for a Recruiter and Retention Specialist, and that I should send him my resume. I was aware of the position, and had no previous intention of applying, but I didn't know how to tell him no. So the next morning I sent him my resume.
Long story short, 10 days and two interviews later, I got a job offer. The position was a few years of experience ahead of what I expected to get right out of college. The salary was $10,000 more than what I had estimated to be my best-case scenario. Besides all of that, I had a distinct feeling that I was supposed to take the job and stay in my hometown.
So here I am, two weeks into my new job, and loving it. I found a girl who was looking for a roommate immediately, and was able to move in on short notice. Even though I thought I had to move far away in order to create a life for myself, I am doing my best to do that here.
The miracle is the timing in which He made things happen. If the COO hadn't called me that night to speak in church, they would have filled the position and I would never have been a candidate. If things hadn't happened so fast, I might have chickened out and turned down the offer. If I had received the offer even two weeks later, I there would have been other factors that would have seriously tempted me to turn down the offer. God's timing is perfect.
I have a feeling that God had big reasons for leading me here. I have a hunch at what one/some of those reasons are. God knows me. God knows you. He knows what we need more than we know what we need. And He knows what He needs from us. God has a plan. He performs miracles every day to help his plan happen. We just need to trust in him and watch for those miracles.
