I quit my job

Yep...I quit one of my jobs this weekend. There was just way too much that I couldn't handle with it... the problem...I don't have another one. So unless I find another part time job by December 31st, I'm in even more trouble financially that I was already. :( I know I made the right choice for myself emotionally, it's the financially part that I'm most scared about.

I wonder what God is trying to tell me through all of this. This is a major life changing event for me and has the potential to throw me into a tailspin, just like previous life changing events have done in the past and I don't want that to happen again.

I often think maybe it's time for me to pick up and start someplace new, but I don't want to leave my family behind. I know that they'll always be here and they would always welcome me home but I've gotten so used to seeing Abagail and Andrew so frequently that I'm not sure I'm ready to not see them so much. Abby came over today and helped me decorate my tree. The place looks awesome, I love my tiny living room lit with the Christmas tree, it has such magic and sparkle. If I moved somewhere new I wouldn't have those moments with her and soon with Andrew as he gets older. I also think of what the farm would have done if I had been living in another city during this period of time that Dad has been off his feet. I don't by any means, think that I am irreplaceable, but it really would have made things much more difficult.

I don't know what I'm going to do, but I know that God will guide my path and He'll be there with me every step of the way. I have to lean on that.

Are we doing enough?

I got to thinking the other day about how much I give compared to how much I do for others? It's easy to write a check and give to a worthwhile cause and many of us have no problem giving to causes all over the world...but what are we doing right here in our own communities? Not, what is our money doing, but what are WE doing?

Are we going to visit the shut-ins, injured or sick? Are we taking food to the hungry? Are we giving money to those who are on their last dollar and don't know where the mortgage, rent or utility money is coming from? Are we helping a family who can't afford to fix their roof?

Most of us can afford to go buy an extra loaf of bread or gallon of milk for a family that can't afford it. Most of us could afford an hour to go visit someone who can't leave their houses for whatever reason. Most of us can afford to go without a few cups of Starbucks to give an extra ten bucks to someone we know who is currently down on their luck. Most of us could give a few hours to swing a hammer or turn a wrench. But are we?

I think that answer is no. I think we get caught up in our own problems, in our own needs and we as a society have forgotten that God commanded us to love one another. I think it's easy to write a check and let it become other peoples' problem. I think we've become accustom to letting the government help them. Why do we think its the governments problem? Why do we think it is not our responsibility?

Aren't all people God's children? Shouldn't we be doing for them what we would do if Jesus was walking among us?

That's my thought for today.