Sunday, March 8, 2009

A sign? A dream. A future...


It was last wednesday in the evening. I was talking to Grace, my lifelong friend whom I've known for years. We were on our way to 1825 Cafe a.k.a. bible study. She says the weirdest thing happened to her today. She happens to be watching the Tyra Show (she never watches due to work) and Tyra mentioned that on cycle 13 of America's Next Top Model, she would cast only 5'7 and under. Normally it's the other way around. Grace has been wanting to get into modeling since for ever, but it's not an easy industry to break into...The casting call for ANTM happens to be at the end of this month and it's in L.A.

**This may not seem relevant, but it is.**

Grace knows it's God telling her to go for whatever plan he has for her. That made me think about the only show I've ever considered going on. Biggest Loser. I wanted to audition for that show a few years back but unfortunately a very, very negative ex-best friend stopped me from that...so I never did it. Back to wednesday, Grace mentions her ANTM to me and when I get home, I check my DVR to watch reruns of Sex and The City and BAM!! There is Biggest Loser recorded from the night before. (The scary part is that I stopped recording that show about 6 weeks ago because it wasn't coming in.) I looked up and thought, "What are you telling me, God?" Intrigued by this, I went to my computer to watch the current episode online. Thinking of the conversation between Grace and I earlier, I checked the casting calls. March 14. That's the casting date for San Diego!! I think if God were to make it any more obvious he'd have to kick me!

I've been praying about it and it won't leave me alone. There's been times before where I had an idea or a hope and after a few days, it lost its excitement. But this, this has been in my dreams, in my thoughts. It won't leave me. Perhaps this is God's plan for me and maybe it has another purpose. I won't know until I get to that point.

Pray for me. I want this. For more than anyone except my Lord could understand.

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