We flew back into St. Louis and, instead of heading back home, I drove west to Kansas City. I had a 3-day meeting in KC where I would have the opportunity to meet a group of State Farm Agent interns and their leadership. Over the past 5 years, I have been pursuing an opportunity to become a State Farm Agent. Meeting these people would definitely help me in the future as they have responsibility for hiring new agents in the St. Louis area as well.
For some, the process to become an agent can be as quick as six months. It hasn't been that easy for me. I'm in the final step now, interviewing for specific openings. Each step along the way, I've been asking myself if it's the right move. After so many setbacks, it's hard not to question . . .
Driving along on my way from St. Louis to Kansas City, the thought came to my mind, "What if I don't ever become a State Farm Agent?" That was a profound thought, considering how much adversity I had fought through to get to the point I'm at.
At that moment, I felt a great sigh of relief come over me. I thought about how I could be a great father to my yet-to-be-born children, how I'd have more time to give to my wife and how I'd be able to continue to enjoy hobbies that I enjoy today. Owning and running a business means that you're probably working 50-60 hours a week, and when you're not at work, you're thinking about work. There's a lot of sacrifice that goes into it.
While these thoughts were going through my head, I looked up and saw a cloud that was shaped like what I thought reminded me of the Holy Spirit. Sometimes, I seem to have a difficult time knowing when God is speaking to me. Maybe it's because I keep myself so busy?!
As I was driving west into the sun down Interstate 70, the best I could do to capture what I saw was to snap a few pictures with my cell phone camera. What do you make of these images?
All I can say is that I felt like God was using this opportunity to reassure me that living a life without having the opportunity to become a State Farm Agent could be great. And so I continue my search to see what opportunities await where God will fully use the gifts he has given me . . .
