Ok, I was asked about a month ago how I would feel changing positions at my job. I would absolutely love it. I don't make much money in my position now and its the lowest position available. So, I was nervous, but went to the interview. I was totally honest with the lady and told her that I might quit later on....in about 6 months when Chris graduates. She said that would be something she would have to deal with. I had plenty of time to think about my decision, because it has been several weeks. Well, I was called into the H.R. Office this morning to ask if I wanted to take the position because they wanted to hire me. I was so nervous. I felt like I did not want to put them out 6 months down the road if I quit. I also did not want to go from talking and working with everyone in the bank....to only working with a few people and on a computer all day. But after much thought, I decided to take the job. I mean, you never get anywhere in life if you don't take those chances that your not sure of. Plus, its a higher position with more pay. I think sitting at a computer all day might actually be good for me. Sometimes I get so stressed out dealing with everyone and want they need me to do for them.
A God Moment....
When I was called to come upstairs to talk about the job...I got really nervous. I had not fully decided what I wanted to do yet. I thought I had plenty of time. Well, I of course called my husband to talk to him about it. He had told me before that he thought i should take it. But at this time he told me to do what I thought was best. So I still did not know what to do. I started making my way up to the 4th floor and stopped and said a prayer. Basically, it was "Oh, Lord help me get through this and make the right decision." So, she told me the details and then said I could let her know by the end of the day. I went back downstairs and called Chris. I still did not know what to do. Then, I started fealing high. Now, I have never done drugs....this was a natural high. It was crazy. I was excited. I started walking around like I owned the place. I knew I had to take the job. That was God telling me what to do. He made me feel so good and excited about it. It had only been a few hours and I went back upstairs...excitedly....and told her yes.
I don't know if I am going to like this new job. But there is only one way to find out. Take the chance.
I don't think I would have felt like that if I would not have asked God to help me through it, it made a big difference.
Faith, Hope, and Love!
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