Don’t be fooled by the confident, sometimes witty and sarcastic exterior. Inside, I am scared and my self-confidence is quickly dwindling. You see, I’ve been unemployed for two solid months. I completed over 50 job applications, 20 online personality assessments, and to date have only been offered one interview.
When I got laid off I kept telling myself “your identity isn’t in a job… it’s in Christ.” That was easy for me to believe then, considering the job I was laid off from had me locked in a cubical 8 hours a day. Victory had come! I was finally free from the job I hated for so long. I felt as if me being laid off was God’s way of pushing me on to the next thing He has for me.
But now, fast-forward 2 months. I am realizing that the job I hated brought stability. It brought routine. It brought financial security. It provided health insurance. (And we all know I need health insurance!) Am I guilty of finding my identity in my job? Maybe?!
As the old hymn says: “My hope is built on nothing less, than Jesus’ love and righteousness.” Some days I can easily cling to Christ as my hope Lately, it’s been an all out war to simply remain confident and continue to find my identity and hope in Christ.
So for now I must press on and believe that: “On Christ the solid rock I stand; all other ground is sinking sand.”