A dream to work in F1

I want to work in Formula 1. I’ve had a passion for racing and cars ever since I can remember, but being homeschooled in South Africa it felt like a distant far-off dream, something that was out of reach. 

Then in 2019 we moved to the UK through one of my dad’s previous work colleagues. Through this, a huge spectrum of opportunities opened up; and very quickly there were decisions to be made about my future career path.

We settled on engineering since it incorporated a lot of the school subjects I enjoyed most, as well as the potential to get me into F1. God brought us one step closer to my dream.  

Two years later we decided I should to go to college after having a chat with an engineer we met in church. I would be getting A levels in Maths and Physics, and a BTEC in Engineering, which would provide me with a much better chance of getting into motorsport engineering. 

The first year went well and I really enjoyed studying for these qualifications. I was a step closer.

At the end of my first year at college I did some independent networking with some of the guys at church for work experience, to boost my CV and use it for an apprenticeship application. 

Three months later, I have got a job manufacturing composite parts for Formula 1 cars, as well as relationships with racing drivers and engineers alike! God brought me another step closer to my dream – a huge step!

Now I am in my last year of A-levels with a part-time job that has a multitude of opportunities in the motorsport world. But what about applying for an apprenticeship? Will I still be able to keep the job? 

Maybe I should just stick to the job, but then I would have no degree or higher qualifications. And what about my parents, who want to buy a house but can’t afford to stay in Reading? Will I have to find my own place and possibly a new church? 

All these questions can seem like a big storm cloud approaching over the horizon as I bob on the ocean in my small boat.

All these questions can seem like a big storm cloud approaching over the horizon as I bob on the ocean in my small boat. The waves start lapping at my boat as each question requires an answer sooner and sooner.  

But why should I fret when I have God with me? He has already brought me so far, what can my God not do? 

Romans 8:31 says, “What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?”

I know God has a plan for me, and I hope it is to go into motorsport but if it isn’t, then I know God still has a plan for me, even if it isn’t exactly where I wanted or expected to be. 

I have a dream, but God will steer that dream wherever he wills for the glory of his kingdom.