When Brian came home on Friday night, we both just stared at each other; exhausted, frustrated, and numb. Working hard and getting nowhere has a funny way of stripping away feelings of security and leaving you empty handed. We have been trying to take "the next step" for months now, but have found it impossible. The harder we work, the harder it seems to make any sense of our situation. Relatives and friends kindly say, "You just have to take a leap of faith," our faith is ready and waiting, but we can't seem to find the right direction to leap. I watch others who have made the transition from poor college students to whatever it is they are doing now, whether it is grad school, moving into a house, a family, or their first real job, and I wonder what steps they took that we are somehow missing.
There are also so many options to choose from. We live in world where anything is possible. We often find ourselves trying to decide between the good, better, and the best choice, and worrying all along the way if we have truly made the right choice. It seems that all of the opportunities that have come our way have ended up feeling more like obligations, and put us right back where we started, albeit a little more discouraged.
So, I need your advice. How did you transition? Did you find there was a time where you were treading water, so to speak, before opportunity came a-knockin'?
ps it appears that my creativity has taken a break to allow room for a nasty head cold, so posting will be light. Hopefully I'll be back tomorrow.