Yes, that is me with a really short 90's hair do. Me with my girls a year before my mission...a very long time ago.
I hate rejection. During my teenage and college years, you couldn't get me to ask out a guy if my life depended on it. I was sooo afraid of hearing no. It's a childhood thing...isn't it always? I've been known to do things by myself, just because I can't handle the NO word. It's like bloody knuckles on a cheese grater, hearing NO. So many things in my life would probably be different if I just had the courage to ask for them. I'm 35 and still feel like a little kid when it comes to rejection. It's time to get over it. What is the worst thing that can happen? They say no thanks. Will it destroy me? No. It wont. Will it hurt? Yes. But I'll get over it.
So I applied for the Head Coach position at Sherwood High. Am I crazy? Maybe a little. But when God tells you to do something, even if it doesn't work out, aren't you supposed to do it? He has asked me to do some really hard things lately. They didn't really turn out like I thought they would, but as time has shown me, little by little, I can see His Hand guiding me.
Can I do this with 5 kids and a husband that works an insane amount of hours? Sure. With God, aren't all things possible? Honestly, this is a part of me that I have suppressed for too long. My talents can no longer be hidden under a layer of fat and excuses.
Now I have to write an essay about why I would be good for this position, go clean the garage, hang some mirrors and a ballet bar, go on a strict diet, dance everyday instead of run, and pray like crazy that I don't hear No.
