every fews years i start to get bored with whatever job i'm in. for the past 2 years i've been working construction, building a children's hospital and as the job comes to a close i'm starting to think that it's time to move on. i realized when i started the job that i needed to break that way of thinking and settle into a good job that i could one day provide for a family. maybe i just need to transfer to another job....i'm pretty sure the devon building is needing people. i'm tired of being inside. i would much rather be outside getting dirty, playing in the concrete.
here lately, i've been thinking of being a personal trainer. but then i stop and think "could that provide for a family if i ever get one?". no action has been taken in that direction, but i am starting to seriously consider it. too many factors that need to be thought about.
then my friend, who is a police officer, is trying to convince me to join the squad so i can be a bicycle cop downtown. i've thought about it and me with a badge and gun are a bad combination.
i hate waiting. i hate being in a rut. i hate not being able to think clearly. what has happen to my reasoning, my trust......my faith? when did i start depending on myself rather than leaning on God and His promises?
something is going to give at some point....
