Get Haley to D.C.
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Hi there! My name is Haley; I’m a junior journalism student at Texas Tech University (wreck ‘em). I was recently accepted into an incredible internship program in Washington, D.C. that focuses on political journalism, which is the career field I’m pursuing.
When I first heard about this internship opportunity in the spring of 2015, I began working on my application immediately despite the deadline being October of 2015. I couldn’t believe how perfect of an opportunity it would be – working with real, professional political journalists in the heart of our government during the 2016 election. To say it was a dream come true would be like saying sometimes Dallas Cowboys fans are somewhat disappointed – the understatement of the century.
When the early deadline opened on October 1st, I sent in my application immediately. I was on a photography assignment a couple of weeks later when I got the news that I had been accepted into the program. Despite the confidence I displayed while working on my application, the truth is that I never thought for a second I would actually get it. In my mind there were people more qualified, more experienced or more deserving of this than me. But, like He so often does, God proved to me that he had bigger plans in store for me than I could have ever imagined.
So now here I am, two months away from a life-changing opportunity, and still unsure if I’ll be able to make it a reality. You see, this isn’t an all-expenses-paid kind of thing. I’ll be taking classes at a university in Washington along with my internship, paying rent, subway fare, food, etc. While I’m luckier than most, having parents that would do anything for me, this just honestly isn’t something we do can do alone. This kind of opportunity came out of left-field, and as much of a blessing as it is, that also made it impossible to prepare for.
If you know me, you know I have a hard time asking for help. Whether that’s with school work, moving out of an apartment, getting directions or whatever else, I don’t like not being able to do things on my own. However after a phone call with my mother about this internship, something she said really stuck with me.
“We can’t do this on our own, and we shouldn’t let our pride stand in the way of Christ working in this for His good.”
Writing is an ability that Christ gave me; this opportunity is one that He provided. Whether this is a lesson of patience and accepting difficult circumstances or an opportunity for Him to display his faithfulness is not up to me.
All of this being said, I need help. I need help getting to D.C. so I can work towards my goal. In today’s news, it’s crucial that our media tells us the truth. The truth about those that we’ve voted into office, the truth about what’s going on in the world, the truth about the state our country is in. That’s my goal – to help change the direction journalism is going.
I know this is an opportunity of a lifetime, but I know that I can’t do it alone. I know that Christ is in complete control and if at any point I feel this door close, I can walk away knowing that we did all we could, and that He has something bigger in store for me. So please: share, donate, pray – anything is appreciated.
“The Lord is my strength and my shield; in Him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to Him.” – Psalm 28:7
When I first heard about this internship opportunity in the spring of 2015, I began working on my application immediately despite the deadline being October of 2015. I couldn’t believe how perfect of an opportunity it would be – working with real, professional political journalists in the heart of our government during the 2016 election. To say it was a dream come true would be like saying sometimes Dallas Cowboys fans are somewhat disappointed – the understatement of the century.
When the early deadline opened on October 1st, I sent in my application immediately. I was on a photography assignment a couple of weeks later when I got the news that I had been accepted into the program. Despite the confidence I displayed while working on my application, the truth is that I never thought for a second I would actually get it. In my mind there were people more qualified, more experienced or more deserving of this than me. But, like He so often does, God proved to me that he had bigger plans in store for me than I could have ever imagined.
So now here I am, two months away from a life-changing opportunity, and still unsure if I’ll be able to make it a reality. You see, this isn’t an all-expenses-paid kind of thing. I’ll be taking classes at a university in Washington along with my internship, paying rent, subway fare, food, etc. While I’m luckier than most, having parents that would do anything for me, this just honestly isn’t something we do can do alone. This kind of opportunity came out of left-field, and as much of a blessing as it is, that also made it impossible to prepare for.
If you know me, you know I have a hard time asking for help. Whether that’s with school work, moving out of an apartment, getting directions or whatever else, I don’t like not being able to do things on my own. However after a phone call with my mother about this internship, something she said really stuck with me.
“We can’t do this on our own, and we shouldn’t let our pride stand in the way of Christ working in this for His good.”
Writing is an ability that Christ gave me; this opportunity is one that He provided. Whether this is a lesson of patience and accepting difficult circumstances or an opportunity for Him to display his faithfulness is not up to me.
All of this being said, I need help. I need help getting to D.C. so I can work towards my goal. In today’s news, it’s crucial that our media tells us the truth. The truth about those that we’ve voted into office, the truth about what’s going on in the world, the truth about the state our country is in. That’s my goal – to help change the direction journalism is going.
I know this is an opportunity of a lifetime, but I know that I can’t do it alone. I know that Christ is in complete control and if at any point I feel this door close, I can walk away knowing that we did all we could, and that He has something bigger in store for me. So please: share, donate, pray – anything is appreciated.
“The Lord is my strength and my shield; in Him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to Him.” – Psalm 28:7
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