Somebody Moved and Then Ate My Cheese!

Well, I just noticed that it has been over a year since I posted anything. Talk about irregularity! A lot has changed since the last post. Three weeks ago, I lost my job. Three weeks ago, I had to explain to my wife and daughter (as they began to cry) that everything my company told me when they hired me, was a lie. Three weeks ago, my eyes were opened so that I could see that I trusted the wrong people. Three weeks ago, I was shown that I had my priorities screwed up and placed my job ahead of God, my family, and my friends (if I have any left). Three weeks ago, my life changed.

With this change comes all kinds of feelings...

• Shame - in that my family is suffering for my failure.
• Anger - that "the one with the gold, keeps the gold" and relishes in that.
• Fear - finding another similar job in my field or having to change professions entirely.

I am feeling ALL of this right now. I know I need to let it go and turn it over to God, but it is SO hard. I have been praying about it since I found out and I have felt the prayers of so many other people. I just don't know what to do next.

The day after I told Angie that I lost my job, I was in Atlanta to meet with the owners and turn over files, etc. She sent me an e-mail with a list of scriptures to help me seek God in this. Since that Friday, I read those same scriptures every day. Thank you, my better half!

I remember a scene from 'Rocky Balboa' where Rocky is talking to his son about taking responsibility for his own life. Rocky said "It's not about how hard you hit, but how hard life hits you and how many times you can get back up".

Three weeks ago, my life changed...for the better!