I've probably never been more stressed out then when I was entering my senior year of college. Two major moments were fast approaching: I was going to propose to my girlfriend and I was about to embark on a career in journalism (assuming someone would hire me and that was incredibly uncertain). The counsel I received from many friends was to pray about it. And I did.
But I've never been one to just ask God to tell me which direction I should head next. And that's what makes stories like this one so frustrating to read. Via “>GetReligion friends think.) It's with the wherever-God-takes-us attitude of the seafarers.
An analogy would be to the Gospel of wealth, which I've written critically about “>here. And just as giving money to God is not an investment plan — no matter what