It always amazes me how my life can change in an instant. I really shouldn’t be surprised, since over the last eight years or so my life’s journey has taken me to many different places and I’ve experienced such ups and downs that it’s been a roller coaster ride. I never did like roller coasters, and wouldn’t ride one if you paid me. Which is probably why the analogy with my life fits me perfectly: it is quite ironic.

But there it is. I’ve stepped back from the recent restaurant job and am about to start working in an office once again. As I’m writing this I don’t even know where I will be living in the next year or so. Yet I’m not worried, so much as anxious about the changes.

I can admit that I’m not carrying the burden of worry because my faith is strong and I believe that God definitely has a plan for me. This is in spite of my plans, which are often made out of the emotional dysfunction I have of being a rescuer.

I’m looking forward to yet another change, yet another new job, another adventure. It kind of keeps me sane to know that in this economy, I do have a job prospect. It may not be the best job in the world for me, but it will provide income. And over the last year or so I’ve had to re-negotiate with myself over my goals and expectations for financial gain. I haven’t won the argument with myself, but I have come to one important realization: it’s going to be okay.

Over the last week or so I’ve heard stories from people who are struggling through different problems from poor health to religious “church” issues to emotional devastation. And I realize that the things I am going through really don’t compare. I am fortunate in my life to be able to count my blessings much more than my problems. Quite fortunate, indeed.

So as I look forward to the next few weeks, I’ll be grabbing on and holding on to the faith that has sustained me so far. And because of that alone, I can be positive. And I also look forward to new blogs and new reports of more adventures. I almost can’t wait!