As summer ended and mid-August arrived, I returned to my academic year job at a local college, I was excited. The new semester had the potential to be the best one yet.
The least favorite part of my job was being given to someone else…in another building. YES!
I would have new responsibilities. As the Administrative Assistant for two academic programs and another administrative office, my workload would change. I did not know what program I would be given and therefore, I did not know for whom I would work.
But something different would be a welcome change.
With a new program would come new challenges.
New responsibilities.
I would continue with some of the “old” but would add some “new” and I was excited about that.
The first few weeks of the semester I waited anxiously for the news of what that program would be. My boss would keep me informed and every week she would say, “I have no idea. It might be this or that, but I can’t get anyone to tell me anything.”
And I would wait. I don’t wait well.
But sometimes…most times…I have to wait anyway.
On August 22, 2014 I wrote in my journal “Sarah Young in Jesus Calling – Trust Me, and don’t be afraid. I want you to view trials as exercises designed to develop your trust muscles. You live in the midst of fierce spiritual battles, and fear is one of Satan’s favorite weapons.”
Fear was of Satan. What did I have to be afraid of?
I was not afraid. Or so I told myself.
But my trust muscles were about to get a work out.
One like I had not seen in many years.
I might be more afraid that I realized.
I would have to learn to submit to God and to let go.
Oh my goodness. I do NOT like change of any kind. I think you already know that about me.
I'm going to be listening with open ears during this new series of yours. You always inspire me.
And you always make me smile, Kathleen!
As a former academic, I found this post quite a trip down memory lane!
I'm not a fearful person, but changes recently have been connected with a terminal illness, and I sure don't like 'em!
I don't like having less and less energy, and DEFINITELY don't like some of the manifestations of what's happening.
But that and 85 cents will get me a cup of coffee at McDonalds (if I could still drink coffee, and were well enough to go there in the first place).
I have to adapt, and I may as well do so without complaint or resentment, because neither does any good, and they just spend energy I would rather use elsewhere.
Change, under these circumstances, isn't much fun, but no change means dead, and I still have some stuff I would like to do before I go on harp duty.
http://blessed-are-the-pure-of-heart.blogspot.com/2015/01/dont-speak-just-wait-five-minute-friday.html
Praying for your during this season, Andrew.
it is natural for us to fear change, but I am glad you are trusting HIM with your new endeavors! I look forward to reading more about it!
I think it is natural, but it sure is uncomfortable!!