Yesterday, I submitted my application for an interpreting job. And all of the sudden it hit me...God, you are berry sneaky.
Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. I have been going through the "Free" journey with Crossroads. In these 3 weeks I have come to some pretty eye-opening discoveries. I have finally understood my need for acceptance and my lack of self-confidence has affected my life in so many negative ways.
One of my "goals" is to work on my confidence in myself, God, and others. Funny how when you mention something like that to God, He gives you a chance to prove your commitment. I realized as I filled out that application, I am going to be asked about my skill as an interpreter. Even more scary, I have to sell myself as confident in that skill...and truly believe what I have to say. The first thing that came to my mind is the words of one of my final professors. "I have no clue how you got this far. Your skill is no where near where it should be. You aren't ready to graduate. Nothing you say is how I would choose to say it." I continue to try to block out those words and surround myself with the fact that I did get that far, I did graduate, and this is what I worked so hard for. Interview...here I come (fingers crossed).
Secondly...I am huge. My Mawie says maybe I should stop eating and the baby wont get so big. I thank Jesus my weight is all in my belly. I can't wait to meet this child...or bend down, run, and bring my sexy back. Brandon has to help me roll over and get out of bed. Talk about humbling.
Lastly, and maybe least important...I was number one in the company for the whole month. 131 banking centers full of employees and I am #1. I can't believe it. I always finish around middle at just about everything I do. It feels good to have success. It also looks nice on my paycheck.
Confidence, here I come.