As I sit hear praying for others I felt as if i needed to voice something, if only for my own sanity. For the last year I have worked the same job; however, multiple positions/titles. here is the thing, Yesterday marked a solid month since I made the conscience decision to leave that Job. This was a job like no other; it drained me constantly and placed me in positions to compromise my morals and goals. In the last few months at the job I found myself getting attacked. Men were attacking my character and my knowledge; even my decisions. I have heard it said that the devil operates businesses; however, until this job I had never witnessed it. by the time I realized the devil had called an open season on me and the state of my life, I had already given too much time in worry and sorrow. As I sat in the office preparing for the upcoming weekend, which promise to be very lucrative, I sat back and began going over the previous months of my life in relation to this job. I began to see how this madness had spilled over into my life outside of this job and how i couldn't even remember the last time I enjoyed a day off as they seem to all be consumed with dread of returning to work on my next scheduled day. I hardly recognized myself and instead of being calm and easy-going, peaceful and full of the glory of God; i found that I had become bitter, angry and completely dissatisfied with my life and who I had become while working this job. I decided right at that moment that, that day would be my last. I finished prepping for the weekends activities; when I was absolutely sure I had covered every base, I text the owner and told her I was leaving. She never did call me back the whole weekend as she is one who demands that you crawl to her, begging her for what is rightly yours; therefore, on Monday I returned my keys to the store and to the register, voided my name from the safe and promptly resigned. As I walked out of the building I felt a wave of relief come over me and all at once I was happy again. I believe in my heart this was the decision God was waiting on me to make in that when we are in situations that are not good, God waits on us to make the first move and then he takes over. This last month has been incredible; i feel free again and I am again relishing in the love and care of JESUS. I must admit, I was a mess; a bound ball of stress, but God is so excellent in his love and care that he immediately began molding and shaping me to resemble the woman i was before the madness began. I say resemble because it is my belief that with every trail/tribulation that we come through successfully, we become better versions of who we once were. I may look like the same girl but my love for my Papa has no resemblance; in fact it's so much deeper as it grabs hold of my soul and embeds itself in my bones. I love Jesus, I love my Papa. I can hardly contain myself....
I would like to conclude this confession of expression by saying, I absolutely have no doubt God will provide for me.
Have an incredible day in your own realizations...