I love my job.
I fully and wholeheartedly believe that God meant for me to be in this position. There was no way that I would have ever even heard of the organization if it wasn’t for knowing certain people, being in the right place at the right time, and my supervisor’s (what I see as) unwarranted and absolute confidence in me.
So here is a list of some of the reasons why my job is awesome: I love working with people I like talking to. I actually like doing the unending paperwork and case notes (this will probably change). I like not worrying about money. I like praying before and after staff meetings. I like playing “Friday” on Fridays. I like, after all the hard work of getting a family licensed for foster care, seeing a smiling, happy little girl in her new pink room, full of new clothes and love from her new foster parents, and swimming in the back yard like she doesn’t have a care in the world. I love seeing God’s love exhibited in a real way. In difficult, awful situations, God stretches out his arms to his children through amazing parents. I am just so thankful. I did nothing to deserve this.








