What’s a blog post without at least one Kanye West
reference? If your up on your music and have been following the “Faith chronicles’
you’d know that that Kanye reference was before Kim (so we weren’t too mad) and
clearly during this whole “Lets make America Great, Again”. Please don’t leave,
trust me you want this fresh HOT off the stove tea served with sugar cubes! I WAS BROKE!
Two years prior to this blog post I was working for a big-name
company in the chemical and private labeling industry, of course I was green
and had no idea the type of status I held with the company but never mind that
because after a year and a half of working with the company I was laid off.
Of course, I was distraught, I bought a house on that darn
salary. I was finally Big Dog among my friends (not like it mattered) and it
felt good to not be the straggly, struggly, needy friend looking for hand outs.
I was able to afford all the things I desired and besides when you grow up with
my mother and sisters, your needs and wants become small and easily achievable.
So, there I was sitting in a sixteen hundred two level
square foot home looking for a blue’s clue. I had painted, decorated and made
that place mine. I was very blessed, and the layoff was unexpectedly expected,
meaning I had a gut feeling that I should leave before they make me leave but
the money was good, and I didn’t have a back-up plan, so I stayed. Can I just
interject this little nugget; don’t over stay your welcome. When its time to
go, leave or you will be pushed out and that ain’t cute.
Having disregarded all notions to leave, I finally got that
call from Human Resources. I had a little money from my severance and some
money in my savings. I had no idea how
one move would deeply impact my life but let’s just say I was solid in my faith
and ready for the ride.
After starting a business with my dear friend and sister in
Christ, I began to search my soul for more. I knew something was missing, its
like having a full course meal and desiring more of something that wasn’t on
the menu. My taste buds were out of wack
and I couldn’t focus on anything. My sleep patterns were off and my savings
account was nearly depleted. I needed a job, and at this point I couldn’t be
picky.
Nine months went by fast, it was filled with
disappointments, let downs and plenty of “NO’s.” Just when I thought God ran
out of provision, I touched bases with a good friend who happened to be in the
multi family industry. And guess who was hiring??? Right, that’s God I thought.
I inquired more about the leasing position and told my girlfriend I was
interested. Let me just say this, “I do NOT like LEASING, I DO NOT LIKE
PROPERTY MANAGEMENT”. I went on three interviews and answered all of 50 cents
21 questions. Ya girl was hired and I started on December 11, 2017.
The first day at any job is the best day, but day two-hundred-fifty-three
was my last straw. During every interview I have ever been on, I make it known
that money does not make a happy employee. I also like to add that having a
peace of mind at place of employment only drives me to come to work whereas the
pay is like cheese on a Mcdonald’s hamburger. Like I stated before, I was in
serious need of a job but the pay was terrible and the job irked every nerve in
my body but nevertheless I was grateful. I was grateful until grateful turned
into stressful and on day two-hundred-forty-seven I faced so much tension and
that’s when I knew I would get caught up in the politics of keeping a job
instead of doing my job and allowing room for better. On day
two-hundred-sixty-seven, I did exactly that. I allowed room for better, I knew
the God I serve was not about to have me out here in these streets looking
crazy for nothing, and a sister was looking crazy. I also knew that the tighter
I held on to this job, I wouldn’t have room to receive the job the Lord is
calling me too. As an entrepreneur, its nothing like having the right person,
at the right time in the right place, and I was no longer the right person for
this space.
SO I QUIT… yall welcome.
Yup. I made room a different kind
of way. Some folks would say you never quit a job with out having another one
lined up, and another set of folks would say “the grass ain’t always greener on
the other side” and I said “If you think 13.00 an hour at twenty seven hours a
week is Gods best, we ALL serving the wrong GOD.” I had to believe if I relinquished
that position, it no longer had power and once I released the power of the job,
I ultimately would be creating more room for something BIGGER AND BETTER.
FULL DISCLOSURE: I cried every night and contemplated if the
move I was making going to bring the Kingdom glory or would I wind up at
another hourly job forcing ends to meet. Fear began to creep in the very cracks
where my faith had been shattered from previous disappointments and set backs.
I worried each night and reset my faith every morning, with several emails from
employers declining opportunities I applied for and sleeping on friends’
couches, I was a mess. Anything could bring me to tears, but I continued to
pray and apply to jobs I truly desired.
BUT GOD: I was unemployed for two weeks, I attended three interviews
and got declined from all three. I was running low on funds, and I had just
enough faith to allow God to manifest where I needed him the most. Then one
late night while my home girl was rambling on about something (I zoned out, I
tend to do that when I have a lot on my mind) I applied to this job she sent
me. As I read the description, I felt something in my heart. There was
something different about this job. A few days later, while telling God “I am
grateful for your blessings, but I NEED a MIRACLE”. My phone was on DND
(Andriod users this means DO NOT DISTURB) and when I went back to civilization
I received two missed calls from the employer of the job I really wanted. I
called them back and they scheduled an immediate interview. The following
Monday at 4:00pm, I sat with three people and they casually asked why they
should hire me and my natural response was “cause yall hiring” but I thought
against it and simply said “because this is the job for me”. I didn’t even know
what that meant but I felt it in my heart. I had practically memorized that job
description and practiced answering most commonly asked questions but when that
question was asked, I felt ownership over that role. Four days after the
interview, I received a call from the recruiter who proceed to make the offer
over the phone.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH.. I know, I know. GOD IS GOOD!
The job pays way more than the previous job at the major
chemical and private label company and it allows much flexibility and career
growth. Of course, I accepted!
I learned a valuable lesson during those months, I learned
that I had to know my worth and add some taxes. I also had to know who’s I was
and what He has called me to. Also, I had to be willing to accept each piece of
the wilderness to lay hold of His abundance. I couldn’t allow what others
thought of my process to hinder where I was going or disrupt the mission and I
certainly couldn’t tap into the fullness of what God is calling me to with
while being in bondage to a job. Lastly,
I learned what pruning is and the value of my character as it relates to
evolution. On that note, I thank God that I was afflicted.
DISCLAIMER: Please do not go quitting your job if the Lord
hasn’t told you to do so, also allow this blog to be confirmation for those who
are looking for a sign.
Until next time,
Sara J.
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