Waiting. To wait. a time for waiting.
I was in the middle of listening to a Priscilla Shirer sermon, and looking at new job postings when my phone rang. For a second I was excited, because I felt a relief when I noticed it was a response to a job I applied for. However, on the other end was a job offer that sounded really great, but asked of something that I wasn’t willing to give……my Sundays.
The person on the other end listed the hours, the pay, but waited to mention that I would have to work on every Sunday, and M-F. As I declined the offer, I teared up. All of my waiting, and previous tears, left me wanting to just stop and give up, but I refused. I immediately prayed that God would allow me to gain a position that would give me room to still have a day to worship Him. To others my decision may seem foolish, super sanctified, or just plain stupid, but to understand the context behind my decision, one must know the relationship that I have with my father. It’s not one of spiritual cockiness, or super-sanctifiedness lol….but one where I know that time with Him is needed, each and every day. Yes, Sunday is not the only day to praise Him, but it is a day that I feel is important for my rest. I never want to be so focused on earning money, that I sacrifice my time to gather with the community that helps to uplift me in my walk with God.
I had to remember that God is faithful to those who love Him. Each day is an opportunity to truly TRUST that He will come through for me.
- Deuteronomy 31:8 “The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”
- Genesis 28:15 “Behold, I am with you and will keep you wherever you go, and will bring you back to this land; for I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you.”
So, with that in mind…I’ll pass.