When I was a teenager, our family often drove people to the international airport for missions-trips.
I often dreamed about the day when it would be me going on a mission!
But I knew I'd have to work a job for some time in future first, until the right time came.
One of those times at the airport I saw someone open an official-looking door and go inside.
I said to the Lord, "I don't know what goes on behind that door, but whatever it is, when I get a job, I want a job where I get to go through that door".
I'd come to really like airports.
Still I had quite some time to go before finishing school.
During my last year at school I worked a casual job; and when I graduated, my hours increased - but I didn't have anything permanent or full-time yet.
So I decided to fast for two days. The phone rang: someone offered a day's work. Then someone else rang offering a job, but still nothing full-time.
Then my pastor told me he'd received a call from a pastor in our sister-church in the city. A church-member there wished to employ a young person, and he wondered whether anyone in our church would be interested.
So I went for an interview, and the boss said, "You've got the job".
At that stage I really didn't have much idea what the job would entail. And I hadn't been thinking at all about the desire I'd uttered to the Lord that time at the airport back when I was still a student.
But as it turned out, from the first day, my job involved going to the airport and going through that very door twice every day!
I often dreamed about the day when it would be me going on a mission!
But I knew I'd have to work a job for some time in future first, until the right time came.
One of those times at the airport I saw someone open an official-looking door and go inside.
I said to the Lord, "I don't know what goes on behind that door, but whatever it is, when I get a job, I want a job where I get to go through that door".
I'd come to really like airports.
Still I had quite some time to go before finishing school.
During my last year at school I worked a casual job; and when I graduated, my hours increased - but I didn't have anything permanent or full-time yet.
So I decided to fast for two days. The phone rang: someone offered a day's work. Then someone else rang offering a job, but still nothing full-time.
Then my pastor told me he'd received a call from a pastor in our sister-church in the city. A church-member there wished to employ a young person, and he wondered whether anyone in our church would be interested.
So I went for an interview, and the boss said, "You've got the job".
At that stage I really didn't have much idea what the job would entail. And I hadn't been thinking at all about the desire I'd uttered to the Lord that time at the airport back when I was still a student.
But as it turned out, from the first day, my job involved going to the airport and going through that very door twice every day!
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