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THIS IS NOT MY DREAM

Jumping out of a plane is not easy. There's the chance that you'll break every bone  in your body when you hit the ground, assuming of course that a passing mythical winged creature  doesn't eat you right after you jump out. But there's also a chance that a series of soft puffy clouds will cushion your fall all the way to the ground, or that you'll sprout humongous wings and fly into the sunset. You get me?

Recently I handed in my resignation at KPMG. Why? The time I allotted to the great firm had elapsed. But apart from that, I knew without a doubt that I didn't wanna be an auditor for the rest of my life. So therefore, ....you know the rest. At the time I resigned I didn't know what I wanted per se. I'm sure I must have seemed a bit mad to some people. I also didn't have a new. Job lined up. So yeah, I got a few "are you out of your fucking mind" looks. But I did have something, I had trust in God. I believed that God will not let me starve and that I would be okay, regardless. Armed with nothing but faith and trust in God I handed in my notice.

Jesus says in Matthew 6:26,  "Look at the birds in the sky: * They do not sow, or reap, or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds * them. Aren't you more valuable * than they are? " 
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Myne said…
Wow, that certainly takes a lot of courage. I did that once and though it took me 6months to get another job, I held on. I wish you God's grace and the very best.
byooluh said…
I did this recently too... december to be exact. the first few months were a blur. i isolated myself, for clarity, and purity of thots. most especially to regain d right perspective and escape pressure. I survived, wtout family, but great friends. u will too, esp wt ur amazing dad :D

I start a new job 2mw, same line, cos i love wat i do. but wt a sense of purpose, and knowing that i will not allow myself be bought or caught in the rat race again!

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