This post’s title is self-explanatory.
On July 9th, I will once again re-enter the working world. It’s been a year since I was fired from my previous job, and after what seems like hundreds of applications and dashed hopes and dreams, I’ve been offered an unlikely role in the unlikeliest of places.
On my best days I thank God for answered prayers.
On my worst days I fear that I’m making a horrible mistake.
If I were a better entrepreneur with more hustle, maybe I wouldn’t have to have a job.
If I had more tenacity and grit, I would be debt-free and rich.
Maybe it’s true, maybe it’s not, but whatever the case may be, one thing I know is true:
I wasted so much time beating myself up over not having a job and not having enough money.
I wasted so much time being anxious about not having a job and not having enough money.
I had so many days where I felt like less of a human being because I kept getting rejection letters.
And now, I have a job. And I’m starting work in less than two weeks.
It just makes me wonder.
In an instant. Everything can change.
One minute you’re jobless, the next, you’re employed.
One minute you’re wrestling with a business idea, the next your startup is wildly profitable and successful.
One minute you’re crying over being single and unwanted, the next you’re in a relationship on the path to marriage.
One minute you’re crying because all of your married friends are having babies, the next you are pregnant yourself.
In an instant, everything can change, and yet we spend so much time crying and wringing our hands and making ourselves sick with worry because it seems like things won’t ever change.
What does it look like to live with expectation and hope that things will get better, while living fully content in the present moment smack dab in the middle of the process?
I don’t know. But I don’t want to cry away the days anymore.
I don’t want to pine while I wait.
I want to be patient, persevering and positive in the process.