Two more days, and I am ‘unemployed’.in, where the enormity of what I am doing that has somehow escaped me
previously starts to weigh on my spirit and causes me to take a deep breath and
think about what I am doing and why I am doing what I am doing.
this during my lunch break today, and got to a certain point where (besides the
fact that my break was over) I could not go any further. I realized, as I
stared down at what was coming out on paper before I closed my journal and put
it back in my purse, that while reality is setting in and the enormity of what
I am doing is starting to settle… there is no real weight to it. I don’t feel
crushed. If anything, I am at peace.
God has blessed me greatly with my work situation the lastseveral months. When I started back in August, my company knew it wasn’t for
long and that I would be leaving. They knew, and they still brought me back.
There was flexibility in my schedule – if I needed to take an earlier lunch for
an appointment, I could take it. If I needed to take time off for something
Race-related, they worked around it. In training my replacement, I am finding she
is every bit as capable as me.
ugly stepsister, I find a lot of relief and release in this discovery. Once again, God has provided, and done so extravagantly. This company
that has taken care of me the last few months will be well looked after once I
am gone. Knowing that releases me in ways I never thought necessary in order to
take Kingdom to the rest of the world the way Kingdom has come to this place
through me… one open door at a time.And none of that is possible without Him.

What I feel changes by the second. All I know is that one more chain has been
broken, and I am one partial step closer to a year that is going to take
everything I know and turn it upside down. The fatherless, the widows, the
orphans – they’re waiting… waiting for that something inside of me that is just
waiting to burst through all the filthy layers I wear and light this world on
fire with what it knows.
