So, when this offer came knocking, I felt happy, and giddy. I gladly accepted. But, no sooner had I accepted, than a heavy feeling fell upon me. It's like God was telling me not to follow that job. It took a lot of wrestling, but finally I accepted. I made up an excuse for not reporting on the reporting date. (I hope they'll not push the date and ask me back, though).
This was tough. It was the toughest decision I ever made. After all those years of toiling. I almost wailed. I fought back. I tried to reason. But finally, I accepted. I gave in. Mostly, it was after God reassured me that He was still on my side. After reading scripture, and having friends reassuring me that God is in control. Everything belongs to Him. He's a miracle working God, He's a wonderful God.
All these occurrences made me question many things. One of them is - am I truly able to trust God? Not the cliches I keep saying. But am I really able to follow blindly? Like Moses, or Abraham, or Noah? Do I trust Him? Am I still before Him? What does 'Trust and Obey' really mean to me?
With all these thoughts, I realize I got to reconsider my thinking. I need to trust God with all I am, and all I can be. I need to know He is my all in all, He knows me no matter what. I need to follow His voice, despite being in the wilderness for close to a million days. He created me, He knows how He will sustain me, He has the upper hand.
I decide, from now on, to follow His voice, no matter how wierd or wrong it may sound.