Do I still have a job?

A lot of people have asked me if I still have a job.

As of this morning at 7:03 I do, but that may just be because I'm only 1 of 4 people here and the boss man isn't one of the other three.

Next week is a different story because the grand poo-pa who is a major factor in Brad leaving will be here and may decide that he wants to shake things up. SOOO. . .. I'll keep you posted.

What makes matters a little more scary is that I'll be gone for over a week, back for 2, and then gone for another 4 days. So I might not have a job when I get back.

Even if that's the case I'm not worried. God is in control and I continue to rest in the knowledge that nothing takes him by surprise and he will see me through my journey all the way to the end.

All the way my Savior leads me.

Until then - I'll persevere. It's a word I haven't spoken about in a while but is still very meaningful to me. In a past life, not too long ago I would have freaked out and been out of here by now. My heart would have started hurting, the walls would have started closing in, and I would have quit before things got tough just at the thought of change. But now - I have no fear, no panic attack. I know that I'm a good hard worker and I've got a job to do until they tell me otherwise. So I will continue coming in day after day until they tell me I'm done. I will do the best work I can while I'm here.

So that's where I am.