New. Everything. New and different.
The polished wood desk is icy beneath my fingertips, shreds of self-assurance slip, my confidence suddenly a shipwreck.
Just sit here for a while. Take in this new place, this strange, foreign place.
I prayed, planned, vaulted every hurdle, passed every test, beat out the competition.
Doubts race in on the tsunami my mind has become. Have I done the right thing?
Leaving a secure job, one with everything . . .
. . . everything including the proverbial glass ceiling.
I went as far as I could go.
And I had a dream.
I risked it all, stepped out in faith.
The steely edge of panic presses its blade against my neck, set on supplanting my trust.
And my eyes fall on a single manual. A small reassuring link from my past to my future.
I haven’t come here alone.
Are you in the midst of a storm?
Do you stand on a heaving deck, reeling, desperate, barely hanging onto the rail?
Do you fear your life is about to go under? Terrified of the rocks of failure, illness, grief, or a thousand other things?
You are not alone.
Those who go down to the sea in ships, who do business on great waters, they see the works of the Lord, and His wonders in the deep.
For He commands and raises the stormy wind, which lifts up the waves of the sea.
They mount up to the heavens, they go down again to the depths; their soul melts because of trouble.
They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wits’ end.
Then they cry out to the Lord in their trouble, and He brings them out of their distresses.
He calms the storm, so that its waves are still.
Then they are glad because they are quiet; so He guides them to their desired haven.
Oh, that men would give thanks to the Lord for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men! (Psalm 107:23-31 NKJV)
God hears your cry.
He saves you from your distress.
He calms your storms.
He stills the waves.
And in the ensuing quiet
He guides you into safe havens.
The Captain of your ship will never leave you or forsake you.
There’s joy at the end of that rainbow!
I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship. ~Louisa May Alcott
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