Last year, the new chief petty officer inductees found out about their selection yesterday. I had known before the results came out that I wasn't meant to be a chief last year. You can read about my thoughts from then by clicking on this link.
But ironically, this year, I feel like I have a shot, so obviously I am feeling rather anxious right now. I try not to be. I know that this is in God's hands, and I will either make it or not, depending if He wants me to. That's actually a pretty freeing place to be. No board member seeing my record can counter what God wants to happen. And I can't either. I did my part. I took the test, I scored well enough to be board eligible, and now I wait...and wait...and wait.
My impatience is a symptom of my issues with trusting God. Two weeks ago, I was fine with God making the decision and the results coming out however they came out. Now, however, I just want to find out, and of course I hope I am one of the blessed ones that get selected.
I must, however, focus on God right now. Only He has the final authority on me making chief. "Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?" Jesus asked that in the book of Luke (NIV). I now ask myself, can I add one thing to the chief selection board results by worrying? No, of course not. God knows that I want to be a chief, and when He has decided that I am ready, he will make me one...well, He'll undoubtedly have some help from some current chiefs as well!