pretending to stand firm
Last week, I confessed that I was rather concerned that I hadn’t gotten any responses to the resumes I’ve been sending out for weeks. Well, I finally got a call back for an interview on Monday and was actually offered the position. I turned it down. I realize this may seem reckless since I don’t have any other prospective positions on the horizon. Believe me, it was not an easy decision but my pros-and-cons list was quite lopsided, in favor of the cons.
I didn’t tell many people about the interview before it took place, but everyone I mentioned it to has been incredibly supportive of my decision. One friend commended me for standing firm in my faith, but I don’t feel like I am. My decision-making process reminded me of bog-jumping in the Secret Swamp: nerve-wracking and treacherous! I slowly moved from one tottering unstable option to the next before I finally returned to my original bog. I’m just relieved that I didn’t fall into the murky water between the floating lumps of moss and mud and that I didn’t get stung by making the wrong decision. Last time I was at the Secret Swamp, I was stung by a bee and my hand swelled to twice it size!!
I have peace about my decision, which may be why it seems like I’m standing firm and trusting that God has a better employment opportunity for me. But I still feel as unsteady as I did in the Secret Swamp. Oh well, I suppose a girl needs a bit of wilderness adventure now and again…