Well, Melissa and I learned yesterday that even if (or maybe especially if) things are going too well, and if the sun is starting to come out for Spring, you still need to be ready for a big ol' fat stinkin' curve ball that totally changes the course of your life.
My acceptance into the Air Force JAG Corps, was contingent upon me passing the medical screening. We received a letter from the Air Force yesterday that indicated that I did not receive the waivers I needed to pass this medical screening. In other words, they cannot offer me a job when I graduate law school. I am still currently purusing a second opinion from a doctor which will enable me to submit my application for re-review by the Air Force, but honestly I'm not too hopeful that anything will change.
For whatever reason, Melissa and I knew that this course of action was the course we were supposed to take. Since we first started pursuing a job with the Air Force, we both felt that I was supposed to work for the Air Force. It appears that was not what Heavenly Father had in store for us. That being said, He did prompt us to accept a Summer internship with the Air Force, He did prompt us to apply, and later accept a permanent position with the Air Force after graduation. Perhaps the job I am supposed to accept was not open and would not be open until now. Perhaps we just needed time to think about our future without the burdens of a job search bearing down on us. Or perhaps we are supposed to settle down somewhere as opposed to the mobile lifestyle associated with the military. Whatever Heavenly Father has in store for us, I know that He is in control and that He knows exactly what He is doing. In the words of Hugh B. Brown, I can almost hear Heavenly Father saying, “Look, little currant bush, I am the gardener here, and I know what I want you to be. I didn’t intend you to be a fruit tree or a shade tree. I want you to be a currant bush, and some day, little currant bush, when you are laden with fruit, you are going to say, ‘Thank you, Mr. Gardener, for loving me enough to c
ut me down, for caring enough about me to hurt me. Thank you, Mr. Gardener." Hugh B. Brown,
The Currant Bush, New Era January 1973. I don't know when, or how, or even where, but I know my Heavenly Father has this all figured out and will lead me to where He wants me to go.
On a separate side note, I (we) want to thank all of our friends and family for their love and support, we could not do any of this without you. We love you all.
appening in the future, I have been offered an Associate Attorney position at a law firm in Portland, Oregon. The law firm, Smith Freed, & Eberhard (http://www.smithfreed.com/) works in the area of insurance defense. I will be focusing most of my labor (indeed, most of my life) working on defending personal injury claims. I'm really excited for this job, it will allow me to hone my litigation skills and may even afford an opportunity to get into court performing arbitrations and maybe even actual trial. The office is on the top floor (43rd) of the second highest skyscraper in Portland and has amazing views of Mt. Hood, Mt. St. Helens, all the rivers and bridges, and an unobstructed views of downtown Portland. It's literally breathtaking thinking about it. 
