...anyway, that's how I am choosing to look at it. Budget cuts and restructuring have now hit home for me, along with two of my co-worker friends. We somehow managed to hang onto our jobs after the first round of budget cuts a little over a year ago, but we were not so lucky this go around. I was given an advance heads up, but officially yesterday got the news.
My position at my grown up girl job of just barely shy of six years is going to come to an end on December 31, 2008.
I know all too well that I am not alone in this new situation. Each week I hear of more friends that have been laid off from their jobs, and I watch the news each morning while getting dressed, listening to the dismal economic situation in our country.
I am not at all sure what this will mean for me, but I do not doubt for one minute that I won't be okay in the end. (Remember, if it's not okay, it's not the end.) Maybe I am meant to try something totally new and different or maybe I am meant follow my bliss and stretch myself more on a creative level. Like I said, I'm just not sure of anything yet. All I know is that I am looking for signs of which way to go, and trusting the man upstairs. After all, the one thing I have learned over the past couple of years is that I am not the driver of the bus, and the sooner I take my seat by the window and let him do his job, the happier I will be.
If someone had told me twenty six months ago that I would still be standing two years later after my life fell apart, I would not have believed them for one minute, but here I am. Still standing and trusting God to keep me strong and safe. I am trusting Him to guide me through this new adventure coming my way now.
