When the Going Gets Tough, Take the First Job That Comes Along!

My covers are still twisted from my tossing and turning last night. They are. I’m trying to straighten them out as we speak, and it’s difficult.

Tomorrow I have to make a phone call to accept or decline a job offer, and until thirty minutes ago, both options weighed with equal weight on my shoulders. But, ladies and gentleman, I have made my decision. I am turning down the job.

Career-Hunter Lauren is turning down a job!

It’s not the job itself that’s up for discussion, but rather this journey I’ve been on. [Wild journey, to clarify] I was presented with a path. I met people on the path. I shook their hands and told them about myself. They taught me about the path, its bends and curves, the peaks it crosses. They briefly skimmed over the part about the valleys. And what I was left with, as they invited me for a walk, was the choice I had to make to join them or to find a different way.

By the end of the day yesterday, my heart and my stomach were as twisted as my covers were this morning. In my gut I knew the job wasn’t right for me. But I elevated it to Beacon-of-Hope status anyway. When the going gets tough, take the first job that comes along! Right? I heard that somewhere once…

There are so many things about this specific job process I am not proud of. I have been obsessed. I have been unwaveringly fearful and anxious about this decision. [Anyone living in close proximity can vouch for that]

So, today had to be different. I woke up from a restless night and began asking for God’s will, for wisdom, and for peace. The specifics aren’t important, but let’s just say that God, in his infinite faithfulness, has led me to this decision. And my heart feels at peace. There has been an unexpected release and relief that I can’t explain. I know I have a tough phone call to make in the morning, but I don’t think I’ll be tossing and turning tonight.