I have been thinking tonight that I should do another post, and as I was thinking about what to blog about, I felt like I should tell my job story. Warning--it is really long. But I have been so blessed in the last few months--really for the last 15 years, that I felt like I should share my story to tesify how much our Heavenly Father loves each one of us, and how much He wants to bless us. So, here goes.
When I graduated from BYU 15 years ago, I knew I was supposed to work at BYU. I ended up looking for 9 months, and did temporary work on the side while I waited. Still no job. Finally, after a lot of prayers and waiting, and through some little miracles, I got a call to interview for a job in the Registration Office, and was hired two days later. I ended up working in that job for 14 years, and I loved it. I worked for 4 1/2 years in the Registration Office, then moved up to the Registrar's Office to be the Administrative Assistant to the Registrar for 7 1/2 years, and then for the last 2 years was the Discontinuance Counselor, helping students who needed to leave BYU. I made so many good friends, and had been there for so long that it was like my second home.
I loved all of my different responsibilites there, but I especially loved being Discontinuance Counselor. I had my own office, and was able to do so much to help students. I knew I was making a difference, and loved to help lift the burdens from the students who came into my office. My favorite thing to hear was for someone to tell me, "I was so worried when I came in to talk to you, but I feel so much better now." Here is a picture of me in my office in October of 2007:

I remember thinking one day after I'd been in Discontinuance for awhile that even if I never got married, I was so happy in my job that this was a job I could stay in until I retired. But Heavenly Father had other plans for me. In October of 2007, a year ago, we were having a family blessing for my little sister who had been sick for a long time. She got an amazing blessing, and I was so happy for her. But after her blessing, I started feeling the strongest feeling that I should get a blessing too. I wondered why, because I was so happy in my life--my calling was going well, I loved my job, and was happier than I'd been in a long time. But I knew I needed to. So I did, and found out later that this blessing would change my life. I was told some amazing things in that blessing, including that it was time for me to make a change in my life. I have to admit that I thought I was going to get married soon, and was so grateful. My Dad told me after he gave me the blessing that he felt strongly like I would be leaving BYU, but I thought that was because I was going to get married.
A month later, my Dad called me and told me he'd had the strongest impression again that I needed to tell BYU I was leaving now. I was pretty floored, and said, "Well, I'll have to get the same answer.." After much pondering, anguish, and praying, I got my answer at the temple. I knew that this was what Heavenly Father wanted me to do. The next day I told the Registrar and Assistant Registrar that I would be leaving BYU in May. Because of the way my job was, I knew I had to get through winter semester and have a lot of time to train someone. They were completely surprised, and asked me where I was going. I told them I didn't know, but that I knew God had somewhere else in store for me. In January I told the rest of the office, and got the same reaction. They all knew how much I loved my job, and wondered what I would do. I told them the same thing--that I wasn't sure, but I knew that this was what Heavenly Father wanted me to do, and that He would help me to find another place.
Even though I trusted that things would work out, it was really hard to leave. With my time as a student, I had been at BYU for 18 years, and I still loved it as much as ever. I wondered how I could leave my students that I loved serving in Discontinaunce, and worried about who would get my job. Well, things worked out, as they always do, and a great person was hired to take over my job, and I had plenty of time to train her. But as my time grew short, my heart started aching to think of leaving my beloved BYU. My last few days there I took a bunch of pictures. I'll put a few of them in:



On my last day, all of my friends in my office were so good to me, and threw a big party to say goodbye. That last day was really hard, but not as hard as I thought it would be. Heavenly Father really helped me. Then Dan, Emilee and Jan threw me a party when I got home that night, with all kinds of funny things about my years at BYU, and a game and song. Most of my family came to support me (wearing BYU shirts), and my nieces and nephews gave me hugs to help ease the pain. I have the best family, and felt really blessed, even though I was so sad to leave.

I took a few months off to spend time with my family and decide what to do. I got to spend time with my sisters and sister in laws during the day, which I'd never been able to do before, and I got to spend time with each of my nieces and nephews, doing fun things and just hanging out with them. I do miss that, and I'm glad I had some time to get spend so much time with my family. Here are some pictures of what I got to do:






But finally around mid July I decided I'd better get serious about looking for a job. I'd been thinking of the Church Office Building, but just felt so much opposition to working up there. I think now it's because it was going to be such a good thing for me. I just felt Satan working overtime on me, discouraging me, making me feel like I wouldn't be able to find anything, making me feel that I would hate the drive, hate being so far away, etc. I didn't want to find another job--I just wanted to get married and have a family.
However, I kept feeling like I should look there, and so I finally filled out an application. Then through another series of small miracles, I was able to find out about a great job opening there. I applied for it, feeling like there was really no chance that I would get it. I applied for another position in the same office as well.
To make a way too long post a little shorter...after one month, six interviews, and lots of waiting and praying, I got the call on a Friday. They wanted to offer me the job, and wanted to see if I could start the next Monday. I was so amazed! In fact, I'd had my interview with my future boss that Friday morning, but by 3:00 I hadn't heard anything, so I decided to go to a movie. I got the call on my cell phone at 4:55 in the movie theater of all places. I had to watch the rest of the movie in shock, and wondering if I could really do the job. But, as always, God has blessed and helped me to do it. And now I can say again, even after only two months...
I love my job!I could never have imagined that I would get a job like this, or that I would love it so much. It was hard the first week or two, when I didn't know anyone, but it has quickly become such a blessing in my life. I work for a great man, and love it. He is so nice, and so kind to me. I am loving my responsibilities--helping him with his travel, working on special projects, just doing anything he needs. And I am loving being in such a spiritual environment, and have gotten to meet some of the General Authorities. Everyone in our office is so nice as well, and all the time people walk by and say hi to me by name. I've been riding the bus, and don't mind it at all. I was able to get a laptop and get so much done to and from work. And every day when I walk to and from my office, this is what I see:

Every day when I write in my journal about my job, I talk about how grateful I am that I have a job that I love again. I still pray to get married, and hope I don't have to wait much longer. But if I do still have to wait, even a few more years, I know that I will be okay, and I'll still get to keep working in this wonderful job. And I also know that, if God is asking me to continue to wait, it is only because he has someone wonderful in store for me.
As I've thought over the last year and all of the changes I've had, I've thought of a story that President Monson told in April 2008. He told a story of a boy who was an accomplished violinist, and had been accepted to play in a territorial orchestra. But then he was asked to serve a mission, and the only way he could pay for it was to sell his violin. Years later, he wrote in his journal,
“The greatest decision I ever made in my life was to give up something I dearly loved to the God I loved even more. He has never forgotten me for it.” That statement echoes my testimony. It felt like such a sacrifice to leave BYU, and it was very hard to say goodbye to all my friends and wonder where to go and how to find another job. But now, even though I miss my friends at BYU and will always have fond memories of my time there, it doesn't feel like a sacrifice at all, because God has led me to such a better place for me.
I know that whenever we do what the Lord has asked of us, even if it is very hard, we can never put him in our debt, because He will just pour out more blessings on us in return. If you are feeling discouraged, please trust that, as President Uchtdorf said last Saturday, "If only we could glimpse for a moment what the Lord has in store for us, not only in the next life, but in this one as well, our hope would be unshakable."
God is faithful.