After talking in my last post about the job loss, I figured it was about time to tell you how blessed I am in my new position.
I am working again.
Have been since the first week of February.
The hours right now are a bit hard on my family (7 a.m. to 7 p.m. most weekdays plus Saturdays) but it is deadline season in academia and we knew it would be like this.
but I’m happy.
Am I happy because I’m back at Emory? Well, yes I am thrilled to be back at Emory University. It feels like coming home. I have been here for over 10 years after all. I even got my old parking space back.
Am I happy because I enjoy my actual job? Well, yes I do like my job. I work in Student Financial Aid and it is inspiring to get to be part of the process that allows kids who couldn’t otherwise afford it to get to come to this great school and be a part of Emory. Some of them are the first people in their whole family to even go to college.
But the real reason I am happy is very simple, though it is hard to explain without sounding hackneyed and corny.
I am happy because I am convinced to the depths of my soul that I am sitting right where God wants me to be.
and that, even on this rainy, yucky Monday morning makes it easy for me to say
“Thank you Lord for this pretty day. Bless me to be a blessing to someone day”