A little more than a year ago I got antsy and decided it was time for me to leave the company where I worked. I had been wanting to leave for a few years, but I was never quite diligent enough in looking for a job. I clearly remember at the beginning of 2008 telling another co-worker that I would not be there at the end of the year. Early that summer another co-worker went out on maternity leave and the day she left I remember watching her walk out the door and saying to myself, “I won’t be working here when she comes back.” A few incidents happened, minor incidents, but enough to light a fire under me and I updated my resume and started looking for a job. One day I got a call to go in for an interview, went in for the interview, the job turned out to be more than I thought it would be, it sounded like a good opportunity and by the time I left the interview I felt like I had to have that job. I prayed about it. I really wanted that job. A little more than a week later, I got a phone call from HR offering me the position. The pay wasn’t much more than what I was earning at my current job, but it was more and I thought it would provide more opportunity. Later that day, I heard a small voice say, “Don’t take that job.” Unfortunately, I ignored that voice. My husband and I sat down with a sheet of paper and wrote down the pros and cons of each job. On paper, the pros for the new job outweighed the cons, so despite the still, small voice I heard…..I took the job.
I cried when I gave my manager my letter of resignation. I’d been with the company for nine years and worked for him for eight of those years. He got a little misty eyed too and told me he was shocked that I was leaving. My last two weeks with the company where great, but I didn’t start having regrets until my last day with the company. I felt like I was leaving my family behind. They’d seen me get engaged, get married and have a baby. They were my family. I still consider them my family. My last week there I was speaking with a lady and she was wishing me luck. As she was talking to me I heard a voice say, “You’ll be back.” That gave me comfort because in a sense, I feel like that company is my home.
Fast forward to my new company and I don’t like it. I’ve never liked it. I’ve been here for a little over a year and every single day I feel like I made a very big mistake. I won’t get into the pros and cons, but I’ll just say that I wish I had thought to ask certain questions because had I’d known I would have made a very different decision. The more time passes, the more I really do feel like I made a mistake. My husband tells me that all the issues I’ve encountered while being here, I would not have detected these issues during an interview. While, taking this job may not have been God’s will for me I have learned some things since being here. I am much more hesitant to gossip and judge people. I try much harder not to ridicule people behind their backs. And for the past few weeks I feel like God has been showing me all along that the grass isn’t always greener on the other side. I thought that if I had a more prominent position and made more money that I would feel good about myself. That is anything but true. The grass isn’t greener over here. In fact, I don’t even know if there is grass over here……most days all I see is a big ol’ slab of cement.
So, my question is, when you’ve stepped out of the will of God, how do you make it right again? Do you hold out until you learned your lesson and God opens a door of opportunity? What do you do?
I cried when I gave my manager my letter of resignation. I’d been with the company for nine years and worked for him for eight of those years. He got a little misty eyed too and told me he was shocked that I was leaving. My last two weeks with the company where great, but I didn’t start having regrets until my last day with the company. I felt like I was leaving my family behind. They’d seen me get engaged, get married and have a baby. They were my family. I still consider them my family. My last week there I was speaking with a lady and she was wishing me luck. As she was talking to me I heard a voice say, “You’ll be back.” That gave me comfort because in a sense, I feel like that company is my home.
Fast forward to my new company and I don’t like it. I’ve never liked it. I’ve been here for a little over a year and every single day I feel like I made a very big mistake. I won’t get into the pros and cons, but I’ll just say that I wish I had thought to ask certain questions because had I’d known I would have made a very different decision. The more time passes, the more I really do feel like I made a mistake. My husband tells me that all the issues I’ve encountered while being here, I would not have detected these issues during an interview. While, taking this job may not have been God’s will for me I have learned some things since being here. I am much more hesitant to gossip and judge people. I try much harder not to ridicule people behind their backs. And for the past few weeks I feel like God has been showing me all along that the grass isn’t always greener on the other side. I thought that if I had a more prominent position and made more money that I would feel good about myself. That is anything but true. The grass isn’t greener over here. In fact, I don’t even know if there is grass over here……most days all I see is a big ol’ slab of cement.
So, my question is, when you’ve stepped out of the will of God, how do you make it right again? Do you hold out until you learned your lesson and God opens a door of opportunity? What do you do?
It will get better!
