The New Life

When I moved to New Zealand in 2012, I moved with no job, no leads, and basically no friends. I took a leap of faith. A month before deportation I finally released the reigns that I was afraid to let go of. I was trying to do everything on my own. I made space for my faith and trust to take a place in my life. Two weeks before I was to be kicked out of the country, I landed a job…after 8 months of searching. Fast forward to now, when I moved to Colorado, I saw some striking similarities. With no job, no decent leads, and only a few friends in the state, I packed up everything I owned. I am happy to say that after spending three and a half months in this state, I have landed a job. And not just any job, but the job that I was hoping to always get!

I told myself months ago that if I hadn’t found a job after tireless searching by the May deadline, I needed to apply to a job that would more than likely hire me. It was a job I’ll allow to be nameless, but it wasn’t entirely exciting work. I would be pushed, stretched, and challenged at this job, but ultimately I didn’t think I would be happy there. May came around, and so did my promise to do what needed to be done. That’s really what it came down to; doing what needed to be done. At the same time that I was applying to said job, another opportunity appeared in the form of my dream job. The Family Center. I have a man by the name of Will Walls to be eternally grateful to for talking me up to his boss. He’s basically the reason I got in the room. These were experienced, funny, devoted, caring people that have worked in this field for years. They enjoyed my resume and wanted to meet up and talk.

Naturally, I set up the meeting but didn’t put too much weight on it due its nature of being a meeting. It wasn’t an interview after all. No pressure. This assumption turned out to be wrong. I drive to The Family Center and wait to be seen. They bring me in and I begin telling them my story. How I came to be in this field, why I do what I do, and my history with youth work. We laughed many times, poking fun at the intricacies of our field. We agreed on the importance of humor in the workplace and stressed the significance of self-care every day after our work was finished. Then…the strangest thing happened at the end of the “meeting,”…..they asked me if I wanted to come work for them because they liked me and thought I’d be a better fit here than at that other place I applied to.

I couldn’t believe it. My brother in law Randy told me that no meeting is ever just “a meeting.” Go in prepared like it’s an interview. They’re always interviewing you. AND HE WAS RIGHT!! Haha. Taken a little aback, I clarified what they meant, and if they were actually hiring me. They laughed and confirmed this was the case. I left The Family Center ten feet tall but stunned at what just happened. If you’re not the praying kind, I’m sorry, but that’s just what I had done a few weeks prior. I asked God to send me someone who would just give me a chance. Someone who would see me for me and not just a resume. Someone that would see that I was worth it. Now I don’t believe God is an all powerful genie, granting our every wish, but I do think that he cares about our happiness while at the same time caring for what is good for us.

As of now, I am training to be a Therapist on staff with The Family Center where they will teach me to become a better professional in my field. I hope to help the people of Colorado, and I know my experiences at The Family Center are going to help with that. There is a lot of hurting here, and this is what I signed up for when I chose to be a Social Worker. Is it easy? Hell no. Is it rewarding? Sometimes. Is it worth it? Always.

With my sister and brother in law moved in, the new job, the new church, and eventually the new apartment, things are looking pretty settled. Colorado has felt like home more and more over the past few weeks, and it doesn’t look like that’s going away anytime soon. It’s time to stop bouncing around. It’s time to take those first steps into the new journey. It’s time.

My Mother, Sharon Rose Peterson.

Today is Mother’s day. Though I’ve written quite a bit about my mom in the past, and though this isn’t the first time that I have been away during Mother’s Day, I still want to brag a bit on a Mom that has shown me so many unconditional lessons of love and kindness. Sharon Peterson. Continue reading “My Mother, Sharon Rose Peterson.”

Volunteering Took Church Away From Me

Haha, I’m guessing a lot of church volunteers clicked on this post and were like, “AWW yeah, I know what’s up! Time to read the TRUTH!” haha. I tried to think of the most click-bait title I could come up with. Isn’t it annoying when people do that?! The title is only half true. Sort of. Not really. But kinda. Continue reading “Volunteering Took Church Away From Me”

A Big Enough Lie

“Tell a big enough lie, and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed.” A. Hitler.

A chilling reminder from a man who convinced most of a country to participate in easily one of the world’s greatest tragedies.

A lie…is one of the more dangerous and destructive things that can intersect your life. The lie often starts small, almost insignificant, but given enough belief, the lie ends up foundational in our lives.

It begs the question: What lies are we feeding belief? What lies are we allowing real estate in our own minds? Who are speaking these lies to us? Co-workers? People who dislike us? Ourselves? Continue reading “A Big Enough Lie”

New Normal

Sometimes taking time away from a busy, hectic life can bring things into perspective in a way you wouldn’t have known unless you had left. Recently I moved to Colorado Springs from Chicago, IL. With that move comes a lot of packing, saying goodbye, and trying to figure out what your new life means in this new mountainous place. I think for me, there was equal parts excitement of the new adventure and then apprehension for choosing something so new. Continue reading “New Normal”