Choice

This week, I turned down a potential job offer--a job that would have paid about the same but should be less demanding than the one I have now.  It is one that would have allowed me to travel less and spend more time at home, and one that is not likely to make me and my family move to another state. 

I still think about whether or not I made the right choice.  I do feel comfortable about the job I have now, but sometimes comfortable to me isn't always good.  I get bored pretty easily and I am one who prefers new challenges than routines. Sometimes I like going out of my comfort zone to try something different. I embrace changes with wide-open arms.

But this time, I feel that staying where I am made the most sense. It is not easy what I do--in fact, it is exhausting at times.  But here I think is where I have more opportunities to grow and be a better person.

Sometimes we forget how great it is that God gave us the gift of choice, the freedom to choose our way of life. I know some people in other parts of the world and under some circumstances, don't have as much choices as we do.  I feel so lucky that while some people have found their companies shutting doors on them, one opened its door on me.  And I can only hope that whoever lands that job is one among the many who are in need of it.