God, Please Send Me A Job!!!
By Amy Bremers
Amy Bremers is a free-lance editor and has experience in children's magazine publishing. She lives in Omaha, Nebraska, USA, with her rabbits. Besides her bunnies, she loves kids, the environment, and God.

What does BMW (tm) stand for? That was a question in a trivia game I played recently. I knew the answer. I know a lot of stuff. I know why the grass is green, how rain falls, and what three flavors combine to make the flavor of bubble gum. I'm smart. (I know that, too!)

All egotism aside, I am a fairly intelligent person. I have diverse, solid work experience. I have an advanced degree. I have good written and oral communication skills. So why can't I find a job? I know that my field (communications/journalism) isn't like, for instance, the nursing field, for which I see a hundred openings each Sunday; but, still, shouldn't I have found something by now? I've been networking and want ad searching for several months, yet no job. At first, I was kind of excited and gung-ho about a new opportunity awaiting me; but now, I'm just so tired of it all. Depression has started to set in; I can feel it coming.

It's times like this that I can really use an energy boost. And I'm not talking about sports drinks or my daily two cups of coffee. I need something that can energize my soul. Something that can kick my stressed-out butt out of bed to keep plugging away instead of my usual-as-of-late pushing of the snooze alarm for an hour and a half. Something that will pull my tired-of-typing-cover-letters hands back onto the keyboard, punching in my hotmail password to see if anyone's emailed me back yet instead of my usual nervous biting of my fingernails. Something that might provide me with enough confidence and assurance to continue to believe in myself, knowing that there is a reason for what I'm going through and that God does have a wonderful future planned for me. Something that only the Spirit can give me. As the saying goes, I need it bad.

Today (while lying in bed trying to wake up after five snooze alarms had gone off), I was praying--sort of. Actually, it was more like pleading: "God, please help me find a job; please help me find a job." (I've been doing this a lot lately.) All of a sudden, I felt calm--and actually a little happy. I knew I could make it through another day. I got up, shut off my alarm before it could go off again, pet my bunnies for a few minutes, made myself my first cup of coffee (which turned out to be my only one), and set to crossing off everything on my to-do list for the day, including doing a couple things that terrify me. And here it is, 9:30 p.m., and I'm still working writing this article. What do you know? I got my boost. Thanks, God!

I don't know how long that boost will last--if it'll still be going tomorrow. But I have to keep praying. I have to trust in the Spirit to continue to provide me with that energy my soul so badly needs--even when I have a bad day. I learned that today.

By the way, BMW stands for Bavarian Motor Works. In case you were wondering. As for the answers to the other things, I hope you have the energy to look those up yourself.

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