Before you start jumping hurtles, decide if you’re running the right race.
On Friday, March 3rd at 10:30 a.m. I ended my first employment out of college.
The number one compliment I have received from past employers, coaches, teammates, teachers, and friends is that I have a rock solid work ethic (shout out mom and dad). Even people who don’t particularly like you can respect your work ethic, so it’s something that I always bring to the table. But one day, I realized that not every opportunity that arises deserves my heart, soul, sweat, and tears. Not every job, class, friendship, or relationship that comes along is the perfect fit for my all. I only have so much to give and time is my most precious commodity, so selectivity is becoming a key factor in my life. So, to that end, I sat down and decided what is most important to me.
I want to be uncomfortable in my pursuits and comfortable in my body. I want to chase my dreams. I want to move forward in my career, every single chance I get. I want to live and work in a place that fosters creativity. I want a community that nurtures the soul. I want to make other people’s lives better by doing what I’m good at. I want to use my skills daily. I don’t want to have a job, I want to have a passion that just so happens to pay the bills. I want to be better.
Some people might call that being selfish, self-involved, self-promoting, flighty, unsolid, unreliable, etc. So I’ll wear that for now, but I believe that with the right intentions, something good will come of it.
If you follow my blog and have been on this journey with me previously, then you know that I strongly believed I was supposed to move to Lubbock for a job. I still believe that.
We often forget that God’s time table looks absolutely nothing like our own. It’s not even measured in the same quantities. So, the human perspective on my situation would be, “No, God wouldn’t have you take a job only to be there for two months, that’s not ethical or smart business. No, God would have you stay there for at least a year so you could keep it on your resume.” But apparently, God’s perspective on this one was, “You’ve gotten what you needed and given what you should have, it’s time for the next step.”
A lot of the time, it’s not even fear that keeps us from diving into God’s plan, it’s practicality. I am convinced that logic and practicality are the real thieves of our dreams and aspirations. We don’t want to call it out and say, “Oh, I’m just afraid,” because that would sound weak, so instead, we say things like, “Well, I just don’t have the money for that right now,” or, “I just can’t up and move and leave everything I’ve worked for like that,” or, “I’m still figuring it all out, so I don’t want to do it until I have a perfect plan in place.” It sounds so well thought out and smart, right?
The weekend of March 3rd I went against practicality and packed my bags to head for Dallas…for good.
I believe that I was supposed to come home to Lubbock for a reason, and now it’s time to move on. When I left, I didn’t have a job, or a lot of money, or an apartment, but I did have a room to stay in, life savings to dip into from investments, and a resume ready to go. It was not practical or perfect or the way I planned it, but I’ve admired “do-ers” for so long that it was time to become one.
We idolize people who took a leap of faith. People who didn’t do things the traditional way are often the people we “aspire” to be, but we forget that they had no training. They didn’t take a course in “how to drop everything and follow your dreams,” they weren’t more well prepared than we are in this very moment.
The first time I started my job search, one day I became even more overwhelmed than usual with the process and cried and talked to my sweet friend about it. He scrambled for words because it often freaks men out when you just start crying out of nowhere. He said something to me that honestly changed my whole perspective and I’ve reminded myself of it often in this journey:
“Nothing happens…until it happens.”
In other words, there is no start date for opportunity.
There’s no preliminary warning, no “hey don’t worry, you’re getting the email tomorrow,” It just happens.
And now I’m learning that when it happens, you must must must jump.
On Friday, March 10th at 10:30 a.m., exactly one week after I ended my first job to the minute, I received a new job offer.
I’m not saying that I expect Martin Scorsese to call me tomorrow with a movie pitch based on my life and Jennifer Anniston on standby to play me in the film. I definitely am fortunate enough to have help from friends and family in this transition period of unknown. But what I am saying is that it’s possible to drop everything and go after what you really want, even if you’re not 100% sure what that is. I am saying that you shouldn’t allow yourself to get stuck because you’re letting fear masquerade as practicality in your life.
Jump, and may you never truly land.