In the summer of 2010 bloomed uncertainty and ignited fireworks in my life. I left my mother's house, about 30 minutes north of Pittsburgh, PA, to move to Maryland. It was time for a change. My focus was simple: M.A. in Organizational Communications and personal growth, not regression. I believe that I started off with $100 after I made my first payment toward tuition. Mission one: find a job. I moved to the DMV with no understanding of the impact that government has on the area (duh!). I was clueless. My first job was at a government contractor. After about a week of filing (I was a office clerk), I finally asked a Human Resources manager to explain to me what government contractors do. I walked away from that job with a grain of knowledge, but I never considered that I would ever need to know a thing about government contractors. I went on to work in retail and when I realized that I was struggling to survive my new adventure, I became so despondent and developed thoughts of giving up; believe me, this wouldn't be the only time I'd threaten to return home. I asked friends for referrals and uploaded tons of resumes and cover letters. I applied for everything that could possibly relate to a journalist. It had been months and I heard not one word from one company-- so I cried. I wailed to God and to close friends and decided that I was not going to leave my bed until I figured out how to get home (my car broke down the day I arrived in Maryland). Then, there was a way out not even a day later, less than a day later I received a call from a government contractor telling me that he found my resume on Monster and he was wondering if I would like to be a Technical Writer making $30,000 a year. Needless to say, I was thrilled. I didn't care how much he was offering, all I knew was that it was more than minimum wage and a resume booster. Within this time span that I struggled to survive my new environment, I dealt with numerous hurdles that only added stress and pain to my life. Satan was kicking my behind and was determined for me to fail and lose everything that God had for me. But this journal that I am sharing with you is not about my obstacles, pain, and disappointments; the stories that I share are about my higher expectations. I moved to Maryland on faith alone. I was told that I wouldn't last a month. I was broke. It was me, myself, and God. One year later, I am successful and spiritually blessed. I have an awesome career and I am looking forward to so much more. I can see how God has mapped out my life. One opportunity leads to another and each one will be better than the last. God has given me peace, love, joy, and true favor, because no matter what I faced or how I felt, I had higher expectations. I believed what God told me about my future and I wasn't letting any demon in hell stop me from being who my Father called me to be. The prose that I share with you are designed to encourage God's people to think higher! Above the status quo. Beyond what our eyes can see. Through the obstacles and mountains before us. We press on toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus, because we know that the sufferings of the present time do not compare to the glory that will be revealed in us. (Philippians 3:14, Romans 8:18) All things work together for the good of those who love God and because we believe that God is and is a rewarder of them who diligently seek Him (Romans 8:28, Hebrews 11:6), we think higher because we know that nothing is impossible for God. No vision is too complex for God to speak into existence and there is not a single journey that requires anything more than a word from God.
Having said this, let me introduce to you, "Higher Expectations: Old Things are Passed Away." I will share with you a plethora of various forms of prose that will encourage the both of us to press on. We will not forget the lessons we learned from the past, but we will forget how it numbed us and how it lied to us and convinced us that we couldn't be more. Now that we are in Christ, we are new creatures shaped and formed to be victorious through miraculous events that reap remarkable testimonies about how we thought higher and achieved greater things both in our spirit and in our physical world with faith in God. So, until next time, be blessed and think higher :)
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Love,
Chéri Monique Langston
