Day eighty

Today, I realized something: I don't like my job.

I mean, I'm blessed to have this job. It's close to home, it meets my needs, and I'm about to sign up for health insurance. I am truly blessed to be where I am. But, I don't really like my job.

When I got hired at the printing company, I didn't have any intention of making my career there. I still don't, probably now more than ever. I've really only come to terms with the fact that I don't really like what I do.

I think part of it is the environment. My old job was at least a semi-Christian environment, inasmuch as my boss was a believer and it definitely influenced his management style. In the now six weeks that I've been working here, I've not yet gotten any sense that anyone I work with is a believer. I would love to work in a Christian environment. I wonder why now should be the time that I would hear from church about an application for a job that I submitted nearly a year ago. Maybe it's to get me thinking.

All I know for sure that I would love to be working with other believers and that I would get out of where I am at the first opportunity. Please pray that God would grant me wisdom in pursuing that opportunity.