Dear Corporate Ladder-Climber, I see you over there. Curled up in your tiny cubicle. Staring at a computer screen for eight hours straight. Sipping way-too-hot coffee in the morning and way-too-cold coffee in the afternoon to try to stay awake. Blinking ferociously and stretching frequently because you’re scared of the trending phrase “sitting is the new smoking." You might as well buy the jumbo pack of cigarettes now.
It took me two months—two very long months—to find a job after graduating from college. I was definitely giving up hope, but I kept applying for positions and having interviews and receiving autogenerated rejection emails. I felt so...behind. Was my feeling of "behind-ness" normal?
Today's post is very special because it contains thoughts from Catherine Kendrick (one of Alex Kendrick's daughters)! Alex Kendrick has directed and starred in several Christian films, including Flywheel, Facing the Giants, Courageous, War Room, and Overcomer. I recently asked his daughter Catherine to share about herself and her life as a Christian filmmaker's kid.
What did you want to be when you grew up? And what did you end up being when you grew up? This is what I realized recently: "Wow, I’m grown up now…and I’m not what I wanted to be."
I know God never promised that I would marry Sean or that I would become a published author or that I would find the perfect church. And He never promised that you would accomplish _____ goal or have _____ desire met. But that doesn’t mean His back is turned away from you. In fact, the opposite is true.
Some soon-to-be-college-grads that I know already have plans for the future. They already have a job lined up, or they’ve already met Mr. Right, or they’ve already chosen to further their education. But I don’t have anything set for my life after April. And that scares me.
Everyone tells you that college is the best time of your life and that post-college will be the worst time of your life. Perhaps the best time of your life will officially be over in approximately three months. So you panic.
In approximately eight months, I’ll likely join the billions of people working 9-5 (ish) jobs. I’ll collapse on the couch when I get home from the office. I’ll solely look forward to Fridays. I’ll talk too much with my coworkers about the “amazing” lunch I packed. And I’ll completely forget about my dreams because I’ll be spending my days in a lonely cubicle and spending my nights recovering from the workday. That's why I'm so scared about graduating from college.