I 'tuck!!!

I so desperately need a job it's not even a little amusing. I'd like to stop mooching off of mom and dad for gas money and more importantly, I'd like them to stop nagging me to make my own money. I know how badly I need a job, and I'm trying to find one.

But God is in control of this one. He knows how badly I need money and He knows I'm desperate. He knows what I need. He knows the stupid spacebar on my laptop isn't working. He knows I can barely afford gas for my poor little car. He knows I need to pay for summer school. He knows I crave independence from my parents. He knows I love Mexican food! He knows the job He wants me to have, and frankly, I don't want to settle for anything less than what He wants.

So, God, I need some neon lights down here!!! Tell me where I'm supposed to be--and you might want to draw a colored diagram and map and maybe even a detailed description!