Making Space

I was never the conventional thinker. For instance, I'd nix a well paying job for a job that might pay a little less but is a joy to do everyday. Its the joy I get out of doing something that is my real"paycheck" more than the actual money I receive from doing it. I keep telling students in every career talk I make that turning your job into a vocation or a "calling" is the key to professional success. Few people are blessed this way - doing what you enjoy so much and getting paid for it. And because you enjoy doing what you do, excelling is easy... Youre not working... youre having fun!

I am blessed this way. I have a job that is a joy to do. I am given a chance to touch so many people and inspire them to look at their chosen careers in a whole new way. Ive turned my job into something that nourishes my spirit and gives me joy... The pride is gravy. I have always hoped I can keep on doing this one activity Ive been contracted to do for years, for a long as I can. However the joy had run out. I no longer have the same people to work with that believes in what we are to do. Im now to work with people who look at at the task at hand as nothing more than a job.

It pains me to see what I have treasured and valued for so long relegated to nothing more than a "task." It incapacitates me to think I have no choice but to work with people who think of it as nothing more than another way to get their paychecks. It scares me to think what the daily "climate" will be like to work with such people. Im reading the writing on the wall and it isnt pretty. I guess if it would no longer a joy, then I believe its time to let go.

Im going through some rough "winds" professionally. Im letting go of things I have long treasured and moving on.Im hurting deeply but Im holding on to the hope that when you let go of something... you make "space" for something new.

Wish me luck.. better yet whisper me a prayer. I will badly need it for the week ahead.

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A young man who had been raised as an atheist was training to be an Olympic diver. The only religious influence in his life came from his outspoken Christian friend. The young diver never really paid much attention to his friend's sermons, but he heard them often.

One night the diver went to the indoor pool at the college he attended. The lights were all off, but as the pool had big skylights and the moon was bright, there was plenty of light to practice by.

The young man climbed up to the highest diving board and as he turned his back to the pool on the edge of the board and extended his arms out, he saw his shadow on the wall. The shadow of his body was in the shape of a cross.

Instead of diving, he knelt down and asked God to come into his life. As the young man stood, a maintenance man walked in and turned the lights on.

The pool had been drained for repairs.

Author Unknown

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Im praying God has something better for me to find "joy" in. Will try to log in and post as much as I can next week. Its bound to be a tough one for me but I have my faith and that's all I'll need when I let go... next week.kjhkjhk