I'm thankful for my job. It's been just over six months now that I've been with this company, and every day I count my blessings. Oscar Wilde's words really resonate with me, “The best way to appreciate your job is to imagine yourself without one.”
I've been unemployed before. I've been fired, laid off, quit. My husband has also gone through unemployment. It's not pretty for the majority of working class America. And, since the housing bust in 2008 (and the subsequent bailout), employment has been extremely hard to come by for many, many Americans across the nation. The Dallas metroplex is one of the places that has been least affected by the "recession". While it hasn't been ideal, it has been SO VERY MUCH better than what many others face elsewhere.
Every day I get up and say a simple prayer of gratitude for a job to go to. For that means I have money to pay my bills, a home to live in, food to eat, medical care, and even fun money. Not ONLY this, but I actually LOVE my job. I've spent the first 10 years of my career in jobs that weren't that great. There was a lot of stress, little pay, and a lack of fulfillment. Not only that, but I've encountered a myriad of unscrupulous business persons and employees. There have been times when it's all I could do to MAKE myself go to work.
But now, after so much hardship, Heavenly Father has blessed me abundantly. I work less than 3 miles from home (which is practically unheard of in the metroplex), I get to have near-total autonomy in my work (I work alone a lot, which I enjoy), I excel at what I do as an office manager and bookkeeper (I like to do everything and be in the details), my work hours are flexible and in addition to Saturday and Sunday, I also have Fridays off. But best of all, I really really LIKE my bosses. They've treated me so well. They value me. They appreciate me. They've shown they really care about me as a person.
For years I believed that I would always be stuck in crummy jobs. I figured that's just the way life is. When I quit my horrible job a year ago April, I was scared and worried. It took many months to find the new job, the RIGHT job. But, I just chose to keep believing that Heavenly Father would work out the best plan for me. I couldn't understand why I wasn't finding the right job, though I had many successful interviews.
Now, I understand. He was saving me for this place, at this time. He had a plan all along. I'm so thankful for my job.