#4YRS: On Jumping Over the Fence

With all honesty, happiness at work is gradually diminishing nowadays. That power going to the heads of some little gods – picking on employees and making their lives difficult “just because they can” – this alone makes jumping over the fence so desirable. But despite those respectable personalities who left – people filled with both disappointment and courage – why on earth am I still here (as of writing)? For someone who is impatient by nature, highly impulsive and a known-explorer, there must have been a great reason for the 4 years of enduring the unbearable, if that’s the worst term to describe it. Why must deciding to leave seemed heavier than to actually stay?

Let me walk you through how God touched me in bringing my temperaments to Him in prayer:

You prayed for this job and I gave it to you. Bum for nearly three months that time, getting a job offer from a reputable company was an answered prayer, indeed. I may not consider it as a “greener pasture,” though, still it provided my basic needs when I was almost running out of resources. There was not a pot of gold after signing the contract but there were non-monetary benefits which I could count to this day. Reading Genesis 2:15, God reminded me once again that He puts me where I am today and tells me to “work it and keep it” wherever that might be. 

Maximize your skills and expand your talents for Me. While it’s just so electrifying to deliver the hardest punch to outshine the rest, the Lord teaches me in Colossians 3:23 to do it all – not for mere competition to be called the best – but for His praise. Sometimes it feels gratifying to be on the top, to be someone whom others look up to, to be dominant. But this concept not only brings irrational tiredness and plain discontent; it drags me to one dark corner where I can only see my own shadow of egotism. What a shame!

Don’t find your self-worth from prestigious jobs. There were countless times when I fantasize over friends and acquaintances who were able to roam around the world, rub elbows with high-ranking officials, get paid with gold and all leisure possible while doing their job. But do I really need them to claim success? For all I know, I can get those worthless pursuits without bringing home any sign of fulfillment. In this life, I don’t really need much because God has already given me more than enough.

Instead of craving for too much prestige and title, I learned to love what I have and to believe that God listens to my every plea whenever I’m at my wits end. He blessed me with talents and I would love to use them to provide for my family. In no way I can find perfect employment. Rather, I stand still and continue to bloom where the Lord has planted me. Until the space is enough to contain the harvest. Beyond that, maybe there’s no harm anyway in taking the leap when it is really time.

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