Psalms 139:17-18
How precious to me are your thoughts,God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand when I awake, I am still with you.
This is a new year and now that I'm not working, boy is it a new experience to get up at the same time and not have to go to work. I get to slumber, laze and wonder what to do when everyone else is getting back to the hustle and bustle of life. I call it the retirement internship phase of life until I find myself a new job.
Knowing me and how I can laze all day long without accomplishing anything, I've elected to do up a list of matters that I need/have to do and now need to discipline myself to get it all done!
As I sit in the library and capitalise on the free WiFi, power and aircon (and escape the noisy drilling renovation noise at home), I marvel at how this feels like a student's school holiday period. Yet, it isn't for me because I can't enjoy this all my life (or can I? hmm......)
This new year marks a year of new perspectives because of the new beginnings now that I don't have a job. Yet I know that it is for a significant purpose that God decreed that I would lose my employment on 20 Dec 2013. His thoughts of what he expects me to do would outnumber the sands on the beach. For that, I'm waiting with baited breath what He will place before me in the coming days, weeks and months.
It's a strange feeling to wake up, free from work, but also insecure because come 20 March, I would no longer receive financial income. Humanly, I would love to get myself a job that pays me much more and also treat me much better. Ideally by Feb I would have this all sealed. But, who is to dictate what God will do.
Therefore, on the week 1 of 2014, I seek out in simple faith for the precious thoughts of God in my career path. I proclaim a new revelation on what I am suppose to do, new industry to be in, because the steps I walk ahead should never be same-old stuff. Something new, refreshing and liberating so the days at work at enjoyable and a breath of fresh air.
How pleasant it is to know that the higher thoughts of God on my life are precious gold, and more vast than what I can count.
All is well, all can only get better from here. This also applies to you. Woots!
blessings,
M.
