Change is a slow process

Change is a slow and steady process, akin to the speed of a walking turtle. Change is slow and steady.

I keep hoping and expecting that suddenly things will change. Suddenly getting things done will be easy. Doing what I want to do instead of have to do can be a new reality. We are not there yet. Everyday I have a little hope that things will change. Its a very small tiny amount of hope. Sadly, I don't have enough hope to share. I go through rough patches where I can't even see the little hope that is there. The pressure of life gets to be too heavy.

Dear Lord, I am where I am supposed to be. Can you please make life a little easier? I need Your blessing to get a better paying job. On my own, nothing can be accomplished. Please help. Amen.

The Machine

This blog is inspired by my shrinking confidence in my experience, my education, my strengths, and my network. Finding a job is demeaning. Finding the right job is worse than finding a needle in a haystack.

I have deemed job hunting The Machine. We are all pieces in this machine. The human resources department for thousands of companies is constantly sifting through thousands of resumes. Each applicant is another widget in the machine and sadly has very little control over their future of their career. Each manager is a sprocket in the machine incapable of finding the right candidate to fill the opening.

Thinking about The Machine is depressing.  It leaves little hope for the little guy looking for something better. My tiny silver lining is that I have a job. Its not a great job. It pays less than the last one and is essentially the same tasks that I hated in the last job. So much for moving ahead in the career world.

My pessimism is compounded by the fact that I didn't do anything wrong. I played by the rules. I found contacts and gave them my resume. I have nothing to show for my work. I expect that I will find that needle and I expect it will take a long time.  

Epic Battle with the Economy

Today’s rating is Negative.

I am continuing my struggle with finding a job and with a deadline looming it doesn’t seem as if this feat is possible. The last time I was in the job market, I was hunting for ten hours a day, six days a week. Finding a job is a full-time job and yet I’ve been trying to accomplish this in part-time hours.

I am praying for wisdom, strength, patience, and hope. Its clear that I am not strong enough to do it on my own. I’m not alone with Jesus Christ on my side. I survey my situation and I can see that things won’t work in my timing. So, do I just throw the towel in and wait for God to put the job on a silver platter and deliver it to my door? I think there is a balance between the hunt and the providence of God. I wish I had that balance in my heart, mind, and soul right now. Thank you for your support.