When it comes to making decisions, one has to consider the pros and cons, calculate whether gain is worth the risk, weigh in all the facts and statistics. And usually, we use our head to decide, and the most logical side wins. But for some decisions, the heart overrules the mind, and we gravitate towards a decision that is beyond understanding or reason. We make a decision based on feel and gut instinct. A decision that baffles most. Sometimes we're presented with all the numbers and though you have every possible reason to choose one way, your heart says otherwise. And so you deny logic and you jump into open air. You take a leap of faith, and you pray that there will be something there to catch you & break your fall. Such is the case with Christianity. You fix your eyes not on what is seen, but what is unseen.
Today, I took a leap of faith, and I worked my last day of a personally unfulfilling 40 hour/week job for a job that offers less pay and no benefits. I quit to spend more time with Jeremy, to pursue my dreams, to find the job that I am called to do. I quit so that I wouldn't get comfortable and settle for a job for the sake of security.
I've grown up believing that a person's career and job must be one that they love. I refuse to believe that a job is just a job, no one needs to love it, you just need to get through it. In the past, I have quit many a times once I realized my heart wasn't in it. For the last year, I have quieted this ideal inside of me and compromised my beliefs for health insurance and a paycheck. I told myself loving a job is for naive college students who have all the freedom and not a care in the world. Being an adult means accepting my new reality that a job is what you do to get by. I went through the routine of working, getting paid, working, getting paid. Monday to Friday sucked, but then I'd get paid and all would be well with the world.
If it wasn't for Jeremy, I probably would have stayed with this endless track. But since having Jeremy, I've become more of an idealist than I was before. I need to provide for him yes, but I also need to be a good example for him. I need to show him how to life a live a life that exemplifies chasing your dreams, chasing maybes, letting go of security blankets in order to say with utmost sincerity, "I gave it all I got."
For in order to be the best mom to Jeremy, I first need to be the best version of myself.
To chasing maybe's, and to living out the what if's,
Carol
Today, I took a leap of faith, and I worked my last day of a personally unfulfilling 40 hour/week job for a job that offers less pay and no benefits. I quit to spend more time with Jeremy, to pursue my dreams, to find the job that I am called to do. I quit so that I wouldn't get comfortable and settle for a job for the sake of security.
I've grown up believing that a person's career and job must be one that they love. I refuse to believe that a job is just a job, no one needs to love it, you just need to get through it. In the past, I have quit many a times once I realized my heart wasn't in it. For the last year, I have quieted this ideal inside of me and compromised my beliefs for health insurance and a paycheck. I told myself loving a job is for naive college students who have all the freedom and not a care in the world. Being an adult means accepting my new reality that a job is what you do to get by. I went through the routine of working, getting paid, working, getting paid. Monday to Friday sucked, but then I'd get paid and all would be well with the world.
If it wasn't for Jeremy, I probably would have stayed with this endless track. But since having Jeremy, I've become more of an idealist than I was before. I need to provide for him yes, but I also need to be a good example for him. I need to show him how to life a live a life that exemplifies chasing your dreams, chasing maybes, letting go of security blankets in order to say with utmost sincerity, "I gave it all I got."
For in order to be the best mom to Jeremy, I first need to be the best version of myself.
To chasing maybe's, and to living out the what if's,
Carol
Essentially, I quit for more moments like these.
