Coming off the bridge

Yes, I do feel it. Last week, the last on this personal bridge, was the most intense of all as I had two interviews at the new company and was working the switchboard (one of the toughest phone answering jobs I've done) at the staffing company where I was temping. It was definitely a high strung week that made me so tired. Getting through Friday afternoon was a challenge. But I did, of course, as we always do with such things and I was breathing easier since the Wednesday interview. When they said "when can you start?" I felt my insides begin to relax some.

What an journey this has been. The first week we were in town I went to Annexus staffing and met Debbie and she wanted to send me on an interview with this very company that has now hired me. That first opportunity didn't materialize but I really think that was God's design because there were so many things inside me that I needed to deal with. I feel like I've gotten so much out of this last three months. This time - THIS TIME - I went there WITH God. I can't say that I've ever totally done this before. It's not that He's done everything I wanted when I wanted. But the years I've spent learning His ways - especially the last few years - have come to together to bear some very good fruit. I walked through the fear and anxiety parts without spiraling into depression. This time I chose to trust Him and actually managed to do it.

Had a little help along the way - especially from my hubby who will always sit and talk things through with me. Thanks honey. And then there was the encouragement of friends. Thanks lovely ones.

So now I am coming down off the bridge. I did ask the Lord a couple of weeks ago if coming off this bridge would mean getting on another and he showed me a picture. I was looking down on a land that had lots of trees and interspersed in the trees I could see rooftops and buildings. So I guess not. I guess it's time now for me to start living in my land and finding out what's there.

Footbridge at Loose Park, KC