Yesterday was a hard day.
If you’ve read my story, then you should be fairly up to speed on where I’m at in my life right now. If you haven’t, then you should go do that before proceeding so you’ll have some context for what I’m about to say.
When I shared my story on Justin & Trisha’s blog a couple weeks ago, I talked about how I’ve walked away from the career I’ve pursued for the past 8 years and have been looking for a job. Well, after a couple months of looking, I finally got a job on Tuesday and started yesterday.
I want to be very clear and make sure I convey that I am very grateful to now have employment and some income. I am more thankful than you may understand. At the same time, and in the context of the journey I’ve been documenting here on my blog, I also want to be very honest. So here goes…
When I got the call Tuesday afternoon and was officially hired, I was hit with a barrage of emotions. I felt a little relieved, kind of excited and I also hated it… all at the same time. Applying for a job you never really saw yourself doing is one thing. GETTING said job is an entirely different thing. “So, this is it,” I thought to myself. “Now what?” I was all over the emotional map, and it sucked. I could barely feel excited to actually have a job before I felt punched in the gut and if I may be perfectly honest with you, it hurt like hell.
At Cross Point right now, Pete Wilson is teaching a series on “Shattered Dreams” that is a companion to his forthcoming book “Plan B”. The crux of the “Plan B”/Shattered Dreams concept is “What do you do when God doesn’t show up the way you thought He would?”
This past Sunday Pete was talking about Joseph and all that happened to him on his journey from ostracized, rejected dreamer to the most powerful man in Egypt, second only to Pharaoh. One of the points he made that stuck out to me the most was “the value in your shattered dream is more about who you’re becoming than where you’re going.” The fact that Joseph eventually landed in a position of great influence, authority and leadership was a distant second to who he had become as a result of his life experiences, challenges and opportunities, all of which prepared him for said influence, authority and leadership. The destination is always trumped by the preparation.
I had to remind myself of that many times yesterday, my first day on my new job. The place that hired me isn’t one of the places I looked at first, second or third… it isn’t one of the places I was sure was a “good fit” for me or seemed like “the next thing.” Let me be clear and say there is NOTHING WRONG with the place that hired me. In fact, I’m sure I’ll enjoy working there. It just WASN’T IN MY PLANS. It felt like 2 + 2 = 30… it didn’t add up.
To be honest with you, I STRUGGLED yesterday.
I STRUGGLED with my Plan B…
I STRUGGLED with feeling like I had been sidelined…
I STRUGGLED with feeling like maybe I made the wrong decision…
I STRUGGLED with feeling like, “this is not what I came here for 8 years ago…”
Pretty much the entire time I was at work I felt like I was on the verge of breaking down. I prayed that I wouldn’t see anyone I knew… not today… not this day. I felt like a fish out of water and didn’t want anyone to catch me out of “my element.” Truth is, I’m not sure I even know what “my element” is anymore.
I’ve been on a journey to arrest and evict this pride and entitlement from my heart, but I found out yesterday that they are not going quietly. In fact, they are planting their heels, grabbing the door frames and kicking and screaming the entire way.
After work, I texted a close friend and told him how I felt. He replied saying, “He is after your heart”… a reminder I had given the same friend less than a week prior. It was a reminder I needed. It’s not about where I am… it’s about the posture and pursuit of my heart while I’m there. Looking at so many stories throughout the Bible, I am reminded that where I am at any given moment or season of life is probably exactly where I am supposed to be. There is value in every moment… sometimes it just looks different than what I would call “valuable.”
I have no idea where all this is going… none… ZERO… ZILCH. But I do remember Joseph, and I remember all the character-building and shaping moments that defined him more than any position he ever held. I remember that the value of this moment in my life is in who I am becoming, not where I am going. I remember 2 Corinthians 4:16…
Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
This morning, I still have unanswered questions, yet I still trust… I still trust that God is writing a better story for me than I could ever write for myself… unexpected plot twists and all. I’m learning to embrace that story, and some days it is easier than others.
I’m learning how to let go… I’m learning how to embrace… I’m learning how to unlearn and rethink…
I’m learning how to die…
Anybody else?


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