In God We Trust

I woke up this morning to read yet another “Thanks for your time, but we are not interested in hiring you” email.  I have been looking for a new job in a different field recently, and nothing seems to be coming through. It has never been this difficult for me to find work, so this has been a weird journey for me. I have received about ten of these emails, and this morning was just the last straw.

I was feeling rejected, less than, underqualified and stuck. Don’t get me wrong – I trust God, I know He has a plan for me, and that gives me peace. However, I was still feeling very disheartened, like maybe I wasn’t good enough to work anywhere other than where I am now.

As I was praying, the thought came into my mind – what am I not good enough for? Not good enough to chase someone else’s dream? That’s insane. I don’t need outside validation because I have God’s validation. The Creator of the Universe values me. He knows how many hairs are on my head!

That gave me comfort. I got off of my ‘pity pot’ and started thinking – is a different job what I really want? Is that really what I am looking for? Is it really what I think I am supposed to do with my life? No, it’s not.

What I want is to be financially free so that I can help others. So that I can open a non-profit organization that helps people with addiction. So, what am I waiting for? Why am I stalling? Fear.

Fear of being uncomfortable. Fear of stepping into the unknown. Fear of failure. Fear of success. Fear of taking the road less traveled. Deep down, I am scared that I won’t be enough.

But I know that fear is not from God. I know God has my back. I know with God, I am more than a conqueror. With God – I am enough. I know He has plans for me, plans for my future. I don’t have to be afraid, and I don’t have all the time in the world to make a difference.

So, what now?

I have spent my day self-evaluating and planning. A failure to plan is a plan to fail.

Now it’s time to put my plan into action, faith without works is dead.

Action conquers fear.

 

Have you ever felt ‘less-than’?

Are living the life you’ve always wanted to live?

If not, what is holding you back?

 

XO, Jorjia

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