"Are you handing out resumes?" He asked, arresting my attention.
"Yes."
"I am so proud of you!" I was taken back, but pleasantly. I could feel something coming of this.
He went on to encourage me to keep it up and then, "Have you heard the saying that's made up of ten, two-letter words?" I hadn't. "If it is to be it is up to me." He said, bending down so his mouth was close to my ear. Then, like the father he was he made me repeat it aloud to him.
"If it is to be it is up to me."
"Good. Keep going and you'll make it in life." He said. Then went to find his daughter who he'd lost in the process of our conversation.
I am so thankful for his advice. I wasn't discouraged but almost every shop that I'd been to had said, "I'm sorry but it's the slow time." or "We'll keep it on file but we don't have any positions at the moment." This kindly old man gave me that boost of confidence to keep going and, even though he didn't realise it, the reminder that I was doing my part and the rest was up to God.
While I don't think his quote is complete in it's sentiments, it's a powerful reminder for me to step through the cracks in the doors and when God calls me, go. If it is to be, it is up to me to take the first step.
I'll never forget that old man in the shopping centre. It's almost like he was sent from God.
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