So, due to the hurricane my work was closing for 5 days. And the next 3 days I was headed up to Ohio for a baby shower. This put me out of work for plus a week. That's not financially sane, especially seeing as how we'd only be open for another 3 weeks after that point. So I did the math, and asked them if I should just stay up here in Ohio since I'd been looking for year round work ever since I left Good Life and hadn't found anything due to it being the end of the season. The answer was yes, stay in Ohio. So I called my old job and had them put me back on the schedule.
It was so hard to leave the beach. Driving back thoughts fought against my joy with words of failure, even though I knew it wasn't. I just found such a really AMAZING life on the Outer Banks that I hated to go back to Ohio where I had to leave to find my joy.
But, I realized that there was a reason that God wanted me to go back to Ohio. Every single time something came up at the beach, he worked it out magically. Yes, I was living in my car the last couple of months, but that was because He didn't want me in a lease so that I could/would come back here. And, it really wasn't that big of a deal.
The day I got back I started looking for reasons and finding them, and it's really been a series of crazy coincidences. I do things I don't want to do but I do it anyway because I know God wants me to, and the results are out of this world. Everything from people needing me, to connections for my pie business. Overwhelming.
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