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"The steps of a good man are ordered (established) by the Lord:  and he delights in his way."  - Psalm 37:23 This is the last post of a very long "series," I guess we can call it at this point, about how God called me away from a job that took me 2.5 years to truly hear and obey. You can start the story at the beginning if you want to catch up.  For now, I am approaching this post as if the reader understands the story to this point. I mentioned in my last post that there was a (night) dream that came to me as I was resigning from my job.  I didn't have a clue as to what the dream meant, but I knew God was showing me something, assumably not about myself, as I was an observer in the dream rather than a participant.  There was one part of the dream that I was  able to seek out for understanding, as the dream contained a map, with two blue GPS dots.  I supposed the map to be of the city where I lived.   And since the setting of the dream was a church of sorts, I

Behold, I will send you corn, and wine, and oil, and ye shall be satisfied therewith . . . Joel 2:19 If I had read this story up until now, I would want to know how it ended.  "Ended" is kind of a misnomer though; does a story ever really end? I'm still breathing, so my story is still going.  I digress.   Was I able to afford groceries and lights?  What a great question ... if you're asking.  ( You can start  here ,   at the beginning,   if interested.)   By the time God gave my husband and me double dreams that I was in rebellion , it was April 12, 2022.   I had been having a pretty straightforward, ongoing conversation with God since the three double confirmations , which wrapped up 02.21.22.  It went  like this:  God,  I don't want to have to struggle to buy socks and orange juice . (Yep, those two things were my go-to.)  I believe you're saying to step out, but how do I know when so that I'm timed with your provision?    We had already been through a l

"For God speaketh once, yea twice, yet man perceiveth it not." Job 33:14 This post is a continuation of a story about how God led me through leaving a job - permanently.  I say permanently because it took me a long time of vacillation, going back and forth from in-office to out-of-office, part-time to less part-time hours, up to full-time, and then finally quitting.   Looking back over these posts and my journals, I just can't help but to laugh incredulously sometimes.  Like how could I have made things this complicated?  Um, easily. First of all, I'm human.  Secondly, like most people, I'm learning.  And thirdly, God was asking something of me that required a lot of faith.  So, I just keep writing my sometimes embarrassing story and tell myself that these  posts are for other humans that actually need to hear them.  After all, this blog was the answer to a call, so God will lead those people here at the perfect time for them.   So...moving on...I had cut back ho

"My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me." John 10:27 I've worked a few places in my life, and when you quit, you just . . . well, quit.  That's the end.  You agree on a date and finish out what you can to best of your ability, and leave what you can't to the next person.  Pretty simple.  So, that's how I expected this situation to go down.  But I was wrong.  (This post is a continuation of my last post, A New Path: Part 3 , and a story spanning 2.5 years.  If you want to read from the beginning, click  here .) I pulled into my work parking lot the morning I awoke from the dream ( A New Path: Part 3 ) and called my husband to discuss with him.  Then, I prepared myself to tell my supervisor I needed to be home during this season of life.  A thought came to me along the lines:  "She's going to offer you less hours."  Knowing the voice of God better in my life now, I believe he was giving me a word of knowledge and was preparing

In this post, I'm diving right in, starting with an excerpt from my last post :  The Shift, Part 2 .  (For the entire story, start with  Part 1 .) "I woke up with a strong conviction that God was saying to me, and agreeing with me, that this job wasn't a fit.  One of the specific prayers I wrote in my journal was:   I need confirmation of what I'm feeling  . . . which to me meant, 'I need to know that what I am feeling is from you, God.'  But being the analytical type I am, here was my question.  What if it was my soul, just expressing visually what I felt?  What if it  wasn't  God's Spirit?" So, picking up from here, I would love to tell you that I acted right away and quit my job, but that's not the case.  There's this "gap" that I've learned exists for me between the spiritual world and the natural world.  At least that's what I call it.  It's a place where I get the chance to choose to believe and put into action

In my last post , I wrote about the end of a 2.5 year story where God taught me his voice, and patiently worked with me to trust I was hearing him.  I am passionate to share this experience because, even though doing so is scary, I don't feel that hearing God speak to me via the Holy Spirit  for specific circumstances was confidently encouraged in the way of modeling as I grew up.  So, I think sharing my story here with knowledge of my background can be powerful to encourage people as they grow in this area of their own walk with the Lord.  And I don't share this to be disrespectful to anyone, or from a place of bitterness.  I understand that people, in general, usually model what they have been taught, and we only know what we know.  And even if we want to grow in an area, we often times aren't sure how to see this growth through.  What I was taught is that God speaks via his written Word.   I have been taught that his written Word is the highest form of prophecy, and thi