:: Mother, may I? ::
So here I am, at the downtown campus, which more and more begins to become my home away from home, especially on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I worked today, my second day on the job. Really it was just training in this program called Millenium. I guess I earned an assocaite's degree from "Millenium University" today. All in a matter of a couple of hours. Interesting.
I'm waiting for this professional development series to start for tonight. One of my assignments for my accounting class is a professional development paper. This consists of going to two meetings where I will be in contact with a professional in my field of interest, an interview with someone who is in a position I aspire to be in someday, and a meeting at the career services office where we analyze and beef up (or down) my resume. Pretty cool I guess. The thing is, I don't really KNOW what my field of interest is. Let's face it people, that's why I'm a "general" business major. Because I don't want to have to choose amongst the miriad of selections available to me in the business world. I probably could switch it up and be a marketing major, but meh. Maybe I'll just add it on as a minor. That will all depend on how my advising meeting goes.
The more I think about it, the more I picture myself being a stay-at-home mom the rest of my life. I know I'm a busy person and I tend to lead a very busy life, but sometimes it seems like making a decision on what kind of job I'm going to have is just too difficult. I know that it's a choice that I get to make, and that it doesn't strongly affect my ability to fulfill God's will for me, but I think I just get caught up in the fact that everyone around me defines my success on who I am in the professional world. Seems sort of silly if you really think about it. I don't want to be remembered for being a great clerical assistant. I don't want to be remembered for working hard on the job. The apostle Paul is rarely remembered for being a hard-working tentmaker. He most definitely was one, but he wasn't remembered that way. He was remembered for following God's will and purpose for his life. Tent making never interfered with that, but it also wasn't part of it. God didn't ask Paul to be a tentmaker, He asked him to be a servant, to spread the Gospel, and to stop persecuting Him.
My management professor thinks that I may be Italian. Interesting.
I'm waiting for this professional development series to start for tonight. One of my assignments for my accounting class is a professional development paper. This consists of going to two meetings where I will be in contact with a professional in my field of interest, an interview with someone who is in a position I aspire to be in someday, and a meeting at the career services office where we analyze and beef up (or down) my resume. Pretty cool I guess. The thing is, I don't really KNOW what my field of interest is. Let's face it people, that's why I'm a "general" business major. Because I don't want to have to choose amongst the miriad of selections available to me in the business world. I probably could switch it up and be a marketing major, but meh. Maybe I'll just add it on as a minor. That will all depend on how my advising meeting goes.
The more I think about it, the more I picture myself being a stay-at-home mom the rest of my life. I know I'm a busy person and I tend to lead a very busy life, but sometimes it seems like making a decision on what kind of job I'm going to have is just too difficult. I know that it's a choice that I get to make, and that it doesn't strongly affect my ability to fulfill God's will for me, but I think I just get caught up in the fact that everyone around me defines my success on who I am in the professional world. Seems sort of silly if you really think about it. I don't want to be remembered for being a great clerical assistant. I don't want to be remembered for working hard on the job. The apostle Paul is rarely remembered for being a hard-working tentmaker. He most definitely was one, but he wasn't remembered that way. He was remembered for following God's will and purpose for his life. Tent making never interfered with that, but it also wasn't part of it. God didn't ask Paul to be a tentmaker, He asked him to be a servant, to spread the Gospel, and to stop persecuting Him.
My management professor thinks that I may be Italian. Interesting.