His will, not mine.

I'm trying to be patient, to listen for God's direction in my life, but it is difficult. I graduate with my master's in just eight weeks, and I don't know where I'm going yet. Will I be a Preservation librarian in Boston, Massachusetts? Perhaps. Will I be a Special Collections librarian in Missoula, Montana? Hopefully. Will I be an Academic librarian in Stephenville, Texas? It's possible. Will I be hauling all my stuff back to my parent's house until I find a job somewhere? Ideally not, but maybe. It can be so difficult to wait for answers, even when I know that everything will turn out alright in the end. God surely has not carried me this far only to let me fail. I just have to keep reminding myself that everything will happen in His time. In the meantime, I'll try to remain patient and not go running off in my own direction only to go flying off of a cliff in my haste to have answers.