So, today being the last day of the work week became the last day of work for me. No I was not planning to leave, but I have left. I have suddenly had an entire day open up to me and it has felt liberating.
After meeting with HR and handing in my security badge, my hubby came to get me. We drove back to his work, discussing next steps, and I mentioned some of the things I would be doing while he was there. I spoke with my mom (of course) and my best friend, who gave me encouragement. I went to the thrift store and bought a few things, including jeans that I made into shorts. Hubby and I are going to help a friend move this evening and I had started the day in a dress.
I went to the nearby bookstore, wandered the aisles reading titles of familiar books-old friends really. Worked on my resume, started job searching, and will be getting my haircut this afternoon. While these seem like odd things to do, they have been on my to-do list. With my unexpected free-day it only makes sense to make the most of my time.
Today marks a number of events in my life’s timeline and I find it apropos to add being fired to it. May 31, 1990 I left my home state to begin working at a camp in New Mexico, a choice that would completely change my life. I met my best friend there, became a believer there, and met my fiancé there. Three years later, on May 31, 1993, that same fiancé would call off our wedding. A year later, on the same weekend, he would marry someone else. Four years after he broke up with me, I was packing a moving truck to begin my journey with my new fiancé. The same best friend I made in New Mexico was about to become my husband.
Fast forward to May 31, 2014. I spent the day packing up my classroom, taking my personal books and items with me, leaving the room “move in ready” for the new teacher, who would come in the fall. My family and I would move to Nebraska within weeks of that day. Now here I am again, May 31st, nearly five years after a major change, beginning another major change.
Each time I have faced changes, the whole “when a door/window closes” kind of thing, I have been reminded that God was not surprised. My packing up and changing places has been a part of His plan. He rarely tells/shows me what He has planned, but if I have been listening, then I am able to see His “hints” that something new is coming. I am not sure what the “new” thing is going to be. I do know that He is and has been preparing me for it and it for me.
Not long ago, I saw a “pin” on Pinterest that said, Until God opens another door, praise Him in the hallway. This is the perspective I am taking with today’s events. It is a perspective I was taught in 1993, when I was still receiving RSVP cards for a wedding that had been cancelled. It is the same perspective I have now. It is an inconvenience at best, not the end of the world, not the end of my life. Just a change on my journey, my destination is still the same. To one day stand before my God and King and hear, Well done, good and faithful servant. Until then, I will praise Him. In a room, on my path, or in the hallway.
May the God who gives endurance and encouragement give you the same attitude of mind toward each other that Christ Jesus had, so that with one mind and one voice you may glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, (Romans 15:5-6 NIV).