"The day"? "The day" for what? Ohhh...it's the 21st of July. Today's the day I give my two week notice!
And I did. Around 6pm this evening on my lunch break, I filled out the paperwork and explained the reasoning for my departure - "I'm moving to India."
The second I left the room to head back upstairs and finish my shift, I felt full of doubt. "I shouldn't have done that...oh, what did I do? I sound like a crazy girl. I am crazy. I have to let my department manager know. The pressure of meeting my sales quota is off! Yay! The time crunch for the trip is on. Oh, man..."
About two hours later, I was still in a daze of doubt. "God, was I really supposed to do that? I mean, if I was, was today the day?"
And then it happened. A customer I had previously helped on another day was back at my counter to do a complicated exchange. Due to the detailed logistics of the return and repurchase, the two of us were left to ourselves for a bit while a manager sorted everything out in her office. The polite conversation of greeting her turned into how she spent her afternoon yesterday and how great it was - a nice break from her busy life of running two businesses. Then she was kind enough to ask if I was in school. I told her that I had already been to Bible School.
"Oh, really? Where?"
"Estes Park."
"What school?"
"It's called Ravencrest Chalet Bible School."
"Oh, Ravencrest! I know exactly where it is! My cousin! He went there?"
I recognized her cousin's name from the database entries I had done. And we talked about what a small world it is, and after the initial shock of such a small world, it got even smaller. When she asked about what I was going to do now that I had done Bible School, I told her that I had given my two weeks notice at work so that I could go to India to volunteer at a children's home with Impact of Hope Int'l. She had tears in her eyes and immediately said she would be praying for me!
The following discussion covered everything from adoption to travel time, to culture shock, and the caste system, and the connection between Ravencrest and Impact.
She eventually told me the church she attended and for some reason, when she asked me where I went, I couldn't remember...I forgot what it was called, I forgot the street it was on, I forgot everything. All I could come up with was, "Uh, the church is near a middle school and they also host a Messianic Jewish congregation on Saturdays."
"Oh, Tom Melton's church hosts a Messianic congregation and I went once!"
"Tom's my pastor!"
"Oh, you go to Greenwood Community!"
"Haha! Yes!"
"Tom, and his wife, I know very well!"
The conversation then included the groups she was a part of there as well as the helicopter ministry. ;)
Eventually, she had to go and with her holding the handbag she had intended to purchase quickly, I asked for her email. She gave it gladly through lots of tears of excitement and compassion and before she left, she gave me a hug (she kept on crying) =).
A simple story, really. But just thought I would share how the Lord confirmed to me my crazy heart. I am very much encouraged to know that the Lord sees me and cares to remind me of His faithfulness to the ones He loves.
"See? I came in to buy a handbag, but I really came in to see you!"
Good one, Lord. That...was a good one. =)
