Guess what's more adrenaline pumping than overnight prayer meeting? When you discover at 12.15pm that the file you promised to send by 12.30pm is corrupted, and whatever copies you have are ALL corrupted and not retrievable.
And I had to put in 6 hours of intensive effort to edit that file, only to open it as a blank page.
Of course I did the expected. I went totally hysterical, and tried my means and ways to save the file, handling the client's request over the phone as my heart sank to the depths where the fishes have never seen light. Just check with Wee to hear how I sounded over the phone as I told her I can't go meet her for lunch.
That aside, I had to pack up my feelings, and rush for the job interview. Happening things must all happen at once, to complete a happening day. So I lost my total sense of direction, and despite Wee's clear instructions, I totally had no idea where to head. So going by the Spirit, I stepped out, and saw the building in the distance. So please always ask me to meet you at places where the building is tall and its name can be seen from a distance away.
Anyway, interview's fine as usual... you know.. I always think interviews are fine, but the weirdest thing is I never make it to round 2, or rather, haven't yet. HAHA.
And was due for a focus group at 6.45pm, but due to certain reasons, they decided to drop me. But... hanging me on a standby mode instead of dropping me. So I had a smart idea - pop by NYC to rush out that report I was on, and hey hey.. the grace of God is more than sufficient for any trials! So praise the Lord... I managed to deliver by 5.30pm! O Hallelujah! ;-)
So I called to check if they still want me to go for FG, and they couldn't make up their mind. Me being nice, offered to hang around the area for another half hr while they confirm the status. And when I called back half hr later, I was confirmed dropped. So I went home. At TPY, Wee's number flashed, and I was hailed back to FG. The most funny part was I thought the moderator was not doing a good job, rather, the assistant outshined the moderator so much that I almost had to wear shades. But glad wee clarified the moderator thing.. so now I won't have such a bad impression of their staff. LOL.
And upon coming home, a friend asked me to tune into Central. Some series of short films. And when I switched it on, there's this old lady rocking on a chair, with a voice-over ranting about windows, rocking, and many others. Imagine, spot light lighting a part of her, and the rocking chair, and black all around.. with that eerie voice over ranting over and over... SPOOKY! But it's beautiful. Thankful for such friends!
So I want to give God all the praise and all the glory for the fact that He turned around an otherwise horrid day to manifest His grace and strength. Only when we are weak, we can see how strong He is. Amen. :-)
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