Feeling and Failing

So my parents are really big into praying now. This is not to say that they have never been into praying, because my dad being a pastor, they were...but they are all about specifics.
For example, my mother as most of you know has been sick (bedfast) since my sophomore year of high school. This last year, her pain has been so bad that she takes morphine and wears these patches that have some sort of pain medication in them (sort of like the Birth Control Patch). About 4 months ago, when mom started dropping drastic amounts of weight we were all a little worried. She started having tests done to determine what was up, but we weren't finding any answers. During this time my parents also moved across town to a house they bought, and ever since they've been here mom has been up a majority of the day, she goes to church, she goes shopping, she cooks, she cleans...she's doing almost everything she used to do before she got sick. And she lost a lot of weight to boot.
Come to find out Dad had prayed for mom to lose about 60lbs, and that's how much weight she's lost, and we believe that the weight was part of the problem, or else she wouldn't be this perky.
It's a little intimidating.
So last night at dinner, I was a little discouraged. I hate the fact that I know I have a call on my life to minister in a church somewhere, I have a master's degree, and I work at Blockbuster. Nazarene churches aren't giving me the time of day because I'm female and single, and it's driving me nuts. I've sent countless resumes to districts and specific churches, and no one wants me. So last night when we prayed for dinner my dad added the prayer that I hear something from a church by the end of next week.
That absolutely terrifies me. Not because I don't think it can't happen. Not because I don't want it to happen. But because I know myself well enough to know how disappointed I will be if it's not in the Lord's will for it to happen next week, and so I don't hear anything at all.

I'm not a patient person, and it so easy for me to become discouraged.
On a happier note, I get to go to Washington D.C. on the 14th. Very excited about that. Get to spend the weekend with Leah and their bundle of joy. There is a walk for the rights of traditional marriage on Friday afternoon that some friends and I are going to. There is also, maybe, a possibility that there is an associate pastor position available at a church in Salisbury, MD (about 2 hours from Leah). I have sent the senior pastor of that church a resume, and am hoping to talk him into an interview the weekend I am in the area. We'll see what happens.
**Lexa, I will be leaving sometime late on Sunday afterrnoon, I know you won't be around on Friday or Saturday, but maybe Sunday would work?