I sat there trying to hold my tears back. I didn’t want to cry, not here, not now.
I knew my tears would be misunderstood. I focused on the choir singing to me. I regained my composure.
Here it came again, the overwhelming feeling that I was going to burst into tears. Again, I held them back.
This happened two more times.
I couldn’t believe I was here. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I could not believe God would bless me beyond what I could ever think.
This was me, today, at my company Christmas party.
The owner gave us time off to be at the party, provided lunch for us and our guests, provided for us to be blessed by a choir singing Christmas songs for 45 minutes, provided games with prizes, and so much more.
If you would have asked me even 6 month ago if this could ever happen I would have said “No Way.”
Yet here I was not in a dream but in a beautiful reality.
A reality I thought would never happen.
I’ve only been at my job for two months and everyday I can’t believe it’s really happening.
Even if you were to take the events of today away I would still be writing this post. For a long time I desired a job that would fit my administrative gifts. I had always wanted my own office and my own desk. I was so blessed in my previous job to have substitute taught for 12 years but nothing was ever mine. I was never part of a staff (even though the teachers treated me as so), and I never had my own class. I felt, many times, as if I didn’t have a home. Now, I had what my heart desired.
No not really, I have more than I could ever have imagined. I love what I do. I love the people I work with. I love going to work on Mondays. I love the stressful days, and I love the days that are not stressful. I can’t imagine ever working anywhere else nor would I ever imagine that a job like this existed.
Most people are in their jobs because they need to provide for themselves and their families but are never satisfied. They want more, they ache for more.
I know how that feels.
The journey to get this dream job took about 6 years for me. I was truly blessed as a substitute teacher. I enjoyed the kids and the fellowship of many amazing teachers but something inside of me knew I needed something more, something different. Not that imparting into children’s lives isn’t important but over time I became one of those people who would go to work because I had to not because I loved to.
Summers were the hardest for me. They would be boring and lonely. If I didn’t work, I didn’t get paid and of course there was no work in the summer. Since there was no work I couldn’t afford to do anything, so many times I would just waist my days at home completely bored. Most of my friends worked so even if I had the money I would be limited in what I could do.
Now, I have what my heart desired all along.
There were many times when I wanted to give up hope of ever finding that dream job because I didn’t even think it existed. But I kept hoping that maybe someday.
Well someday came.
My encouragement to you would be to never give up on the desires of your heart. What ever it is that you have been waiting for, whatever it is you have been yearning for, it will come when you least expect it so just hold on.
Each day brings NEW HOPE. You may not see it, you may not feel it, and you may not even believe it. But with each sunrise there is NEW HOPE. You just need to believe.
So as Christmas comes this week let your hearts fill with anticipation and NEW HOPE! Never give up on your dreams. They are worth the wait when they come.
May you have a blessed and joy filled Christmas and may NEW HOPE shine through your darkest areas!
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Karen Asbra is happily married to Lance Asbra and has 3 amazing children. She is a writer, song writer, and worship leader and enjoys bringing people into the presence and intimacy of God. You can visit Karen at her blog http://lanceandkarenasbra.com