Wednesday, May 4, 2011
When do you know it's time to go?
So, it's time, I know it't time. Deep in my soul I am sad, bored, and upset at my job, most of the time. I find only but a few hours in the days I am there that I feel satisfied, happy, and like God is using me to my capacity. So, it is time to go, to venture out and do something else or be somewhere else, right? When we become comfortable, and more importantly, when they become easy, too easy and one finds themselves not caring, it is time to hang up and move on. But such ease and security is hard to let go of. It's hard and some will think you are crazy. How did you do it? How do you leave something, knowing you might return, and you might not ever come back? How do I make it okay that my life's dream doesn't seem to be the way I thought it would?
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