I lost my job.  A job I loved at a local high school.  There had been talk for years about all the financial troubles our school system was (IS) in.  But I never really thought it would affect me.  Talk started swirling back in March that all the schools would be losing one secretary. I thought, how could that be me?  I do a select job as attendance secretary and who would do my job if I left?  Well, the inevitable happened. My principal informed me on May 10 that it would, indeed, be me that he was cutting.  My position.  I was numb when he told me.  12 years at the school!  I would be losing my benefits as well.  Wow. Talk about a kick in the stomach.  Sucker punched.  After he told me privately in his office, I went back to mine and sat there and cried.  I just couldn't believe it was me.  He kept a lady who is about to retire over me. I had seniority over another secretary but he chose to keep her as well.  This was illogical and didn't make sense in my world.  Well, I had to gather my wits about me and so I began to pray. Lord, only YOU could have orchestrated this.  I would never have left on my own!  (until I retired).  This HAS TO BE YOU.  I will trust with all that I have that YOU will show me the path I am to take.  And now, a month later, I still feel that peace that God gave me that afternoon in May.  My last day was May 29th and all the other secretaries took me out to lunch and gave me a few nice gifts.  I will miss these ladies as we all worked very well together. As I write this, I have no idea what the Lord has in store for me.  I am trusting daily that He will reveal what it is He wants for me. I do feel the need to work and contribute to our monthly budget and our retirement.  But does the Lord want me to work?  What is it He is telling me?  This is the normal time for me to not be working as I always had my summers off so it's not unusual for me to be home with lots of free time. I am busy organizing, cleaning, throwing things away that we do not need.  Great feeling.  I did file for unemployment, many told me to do this, so I decided to go ahead and file. I have been to 3 places this week and nobody is hiring.  Unemployment requires that I contact 3 places weekly and certify that I have done that.  So - I will continue to do that until I feel that God is leading me to the right job for me. It's a bit of a merry-go-round ride for me, as I am  not sure when I'm supposed to get off!  But, it's also a freeing feeling.  There were issues at that job that I chose to overlook because, well, it was a paying job and I was thankful for it.  But now I no longer have to deal with those issues.  A lady at church asks me weekly, are you still thanking God for this situation?  And I am!!!  And I am excited to see what is in store for me.  Come along on the ride with me!

Tough Mudder

My husband is not a spring chicken.  He is 52 years old and not in the best shape of his life.  He has been "in training" to do the Tough Mudder.  What is that?  Why simply a hardcore 10-12 mile obstacle course designed by British Special Forces to test your all around strength, stamina, mental grit, and camaraderie.  It is the premier adventure challenge series in the world.  And my 52 year old husband thinks he can do this.  I have to hand it to him, he's got guts and grit and an amazingly optimistic spirit.  His office has decided this will be a great teamwork challenge.  The problem is, he has been in training for all of 3 months.  This is not a long time to be getting in shape for a challenge of this magnitude.  I'm praying for the best!  And hoping my husband is still in one piece after tomorrow.

Miss Lyn: Spring Time!!

Miss Lyn: Spring Time!!: I really have no idea what I'm doing here - just wanted to create a way to be able to comment on blogs!

Spring Time!!

I really have no idea what I'm doing here - just wanted to create a way to be able to comment on blogs!