Good byes said.  Gifts given.  Party partied.  And then I was unemployed.

Seventeen years of working for one company.  My friends worked where I worked.  I had no non work friends.

My interests all revolved around my career.    I loved working.  Designing and implementing programs was fun.  I was good at it.

My identity in many ways came from my career.  And now it was over.  So who was I?

God, you sent me home.  What do you want with my life?

I always wanted to be a writer.  I figured I would become a writer.  A second career that I could do from home while raising my young kids.

Volunteer for some major thing, maybe the Crisis Pregnancy Center.  That seemed like a good route.  I could see myself counseling young women, making a difference in their lives.  Changing lives seemed like a reason to be called out from my job.  I signed up for the training.

I prayed.  I waited.  I thought. I prayed. I waited.  I plotted.

I stood ready for God to show me the mighty thing He had ahead for me.  He called me out of my nice comfy job for some purpose and I was waiting.

The answer was not what I expected.  NoChristian Hall of Fame path was set before me.  Instead, God asked me to follow Him step by step in obedience.  Never being able to see the what was over the next hill.  He just wanted me to learn to go where I was told.

And the journey He is taking me on has turned out to be a wonderful road trip.