But this journey didn't just start in November.
And it may have started before I actually remember.
But the most defining time that I recall my life beginning to lean in this direction was about 9 years ago.
My senior year of college, I received a flier in my mailbox for AmeriCorps.

So I started applying. As it turns out, I was/am a terrible interviewer, but some AmeriCorps programs are in need just enough that they will take said terrible interview for phone voice value and invite you to move to a city you've never been to before and you know only 1 person.
So that's what I did in January of 2007.
My AmeriCorps experience changed me. It made me into an adult concerned about her community from a sheltered college grad who didn't know a thing about the world. It introduced me to Habitat for Humanity and a love for the build site at my first Build-A-Thon on the Gulf Coast. It is where I really learned that Habitat was my niche and where I knew that going home dirty and tired and sore knowing it meant something was how I wanted my life to be lived.
I took a break from Habitat for a few years in between, and had some other wonderful and also life shaping experiences. But none quite like those first two years out of college. I love the camp life and would go back if I felt the Lord's leading. BUT. My heart truly feels filled and useful when I am working with the volunteers, staff and family partners at Habitat.
So as my previous post talks about calling and jobs and how they don't always end up being the same, right now I get to have one in the same.
I am so glad to be back at Habitat and building homes, community and hope with some of the best people in the world!