Carla Barnhill, dear friend since seminary, fellow worshiper at Solomon’s Porch, and frequent commenter and occasional guest poster to this blog, is among the 20 finalists in Good Morning America’s search for a new advice guru. There doesn’t seem to be a place for the public to vote, so I’m merely telling GMA that if they know what’s good for them, they’ll choose Carla.
Just last week, I called Carla to ask for advice about a tricky interpersonal situation. She gave me great advice, as she always does, and she followed up later to see how it went. She also sent me some unsolicited advice about an amazing band to see at the Whiskey Bent Saloon in Nashville, and that advice was also right on the money.
That Carla has got a good head on her shoulders. She’s bread from the no-nonsense stock of Northern Minnesota. She’s just the kind of advice guru that we need right now.
Here’s a bit from her application:
I’ve given my best advice to myself: Yes, you should move across the country by yourself even though you have no idea what you’ll do when you get there. It will be worth it when you gain a sense of strength and independence you didn’t know you needed. Yes, you should take the job that pays squat and makes you happy. It will pay you back in friendships, in memories, in confidence in your ability to make a difference in the lives of other people. Yes, you should marry that boy. He will make you laugh, make you angry, make you smarter, and make you a vastly better person. I keep telling myself to trust my gut. It has never steered me wrong.