no matter how many years we come back, everybody has to reapply to work at la vida again.
i remember the first time i filled out the application, not believing that i was really doing what i'd dreamed of since seventh grade(funny to say since i was now only in eleventh grade). every step of the process made me feel scarily inadequate.
it must have worked out okay; i'm now applying for my 5th summer. i don't worry anymore about whether i'll get the job(i still get just as excited every year when i get the letter though), i just get a little tired of answering the same questions year after year. but there's one part of it that i love.
every year i glance through it, look at what i need my references to say and stuff, and i see what all is expected of us. and i think "I measure up to all this? seriously?"
and then i thank God. by some obscene amount of grace, i have what it takes. if you think about it, i guess that's the only way any of us do. we could never be all that by ourselves! and if we tried, we would have really disappointing summers. now that i think of it, i know what that's like. i may need a whole other post later. or tomorrow...it's getting late.
i'm so glad the one thing i'm good at is the thing i love most in the world.
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