Tonight I am linking up with Kate Motaung and the soul-beautiful Five Minute Friday writing community. It’s late for a school night, but I really want to set my timer for five and give it a go.
So ready, set for five and Go!
Finding my happy {place}. I feel like I have really struggled to get there… finding my happy {place}.
Not because I don’t know where it is…
I do know where it is. It’s with people. Interacting. Talking. Drinking coffee. Or drinking tea. Learning to knit. Talking about life experiences. Past. Present. Future dreams. Dreaming Big! Standing on tiptoes in expectation of God’s good plans. Crying. Holding a hand in prayer. Believing together the promises of God. Listening. Laughing. Praying. Did I mention with people? People I know. Strangers, sometimes even better!
Yes, I know where my happy place is, and somehow my happy place doesn’t seem to meet other people’s expectations of success.
I have an accounting degree for which I know my parents paid a pretty penny. I’m grateful for my college experience. I’m forever thankful I earned an accounting degree from a well-known university and got to cheer fantastic football in the process.
Eight years ago I realized closed cubicles, 10-key calculators, and big erasers are not my happy place. I like numbers for sure, but without the personal interaction, I just don’t thrive.
Despite the objections of many people (not my parents), I left the accounting field behind. I prayed. I asked God. I thought to myself, “This is crazy. You can’t ask for this.” But, deep in my heart, I believe I can ask my Father God for anything. He knows my heart and He has my best in mind. So, I asked…
Father, if I have to work, and I know I do, could I have a job in my happy place?
And then I described for Him as if He didn’t know, my happy place.
Father, I would like a job in which my day consists of drinking coffee and talking to people.
He gave me that job eight years ago. I was offered a receptionist position at a high school. I was responsible for keeping the coffee pot going in the front office and talking with people on the phone and in person.
In short, I drank coffee and talked with people… and I got paid to do it.
I loved that job so much I’m still doing it today. It’s hard. It’s challenging. It’s fun. It’s rewarding. It’s my happy {place}.
Thank you, God, for giving me a way to work in my happy {place}!
Stop. Pictures added after the five-minute alarm.
What a blessing – to not only know your happy place but to have God put you right in it! What a gift! Enjoyed your fun pictures…can definitely tell you are in that happy place:)
Wow, I love that you followed your heart’s desire and God led you along the way. I am so proud of you for staying true to yourself. I know most people value achievement over authenticity. I don’t. #FMF
Thank you, Astrid, for stopping by and spening some of your valuable time here on my blog page. I bless you for your time and tender encouragement. \0/
LOVE that you found your happy place all those years ago–and enjoying it still! I especially love that you asked God specifically to help you find that happy place. God cares about every little thing!
Thank you, Susan, for spending time over here and for reading my fmf post. I appreciate your encouragement to keep asking Father for the little things. Bless you friend with a feast of JOY in Jesus!
You are such a joy! I love that God brought you to your happy place! It sounds like your happy makes lots of others happy too! Isn’t it great being that first person who gets to love on others?
Visiting from #80 this week (boy I can’t wait to have internet and type on Thursday night or even Friday morning!)
Have a wonderful weekend!
Thank you for taking time out to go to the library for internet and then spending some time here with me. Bless you and I pray you have internet access by the next FMF prompt! I look forward to visiting you at #80. Thanks for persevering…
You and my husband sound so much alike. He’s worked in the administrative side of the medical world since I’ve known him. For a few years, he was part of the purchasing team, shut away from people. He hated it. Several twists and turns later, he’s the head of HR. Gets paid to drink coffee and talk to people. (I’m sure there’s more to it, and more to your job, too). I couldn’t do what he does and I couldn’t do what you do. This quiet introvert is thankful for you friendly, extroverted people!
Marie, thank you so much for taking precious time to spend over here at my post. I appreciate your thoughts and encouraging words. You are a talented writer, and precious to me as we share in this community.
It sounds like you have, indeed, found your happy place! There’s something about teenagers, isn’t there? I always joke that I’ve found the fountain of youth ;).
Thank you Lisa. How amazing that God answered your drinking coffee and being with people prayer! I, too, prayed for work to use my brain and challenge myself. Being a stay at home was not how the woman in me thrived. However, He taught me I still had work to do in my family, Godly work. He also called me to speak and write for Him. So in His plan, I am working from home most of the time. May God bless you and your job as the students return to school, Julie. I’m at #27 this week.
I love reading about your happy place. What a blessing you are to so many when you are in your happy place. This is encouraging to us to find our happy place and flourish . I was reading in John 16 about Jesus telling his disciples that they will grieve but then rejoice and no one can take away their joy.
Your joy spills over! I am enjoying being splashed . ❤️
Carol! Thanks for taking time out of your day to visit here and comment. If I can’t see you enough at least I can connect with you here!
Blessings of feastingonjoy with Jesus.
LOVE you, Lisa
I did write this morning. Am going to post. Saying it out loud so I have to. Jumping in. Got some blog answers so hopefully I’m ready to go. I don’t have to do it right or get it right or say it right, right? Jumping in the water. Maybe it will flow as I go.
Love you so. Miss you greatly, more than you know. 💓💓💓💗💕❣️❣️❣️😉😁
His provision for me reminds me of His provision for you.
Ps 28:7
“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song! ”
Ruth
With joy and peace in believing…
Ruthie can you believe it? I was reading through Psalm 28 this morning receiving the blessing of provision.💜
Thank you for spending some time here and faithfully sharing your story with those of us who will read and be encouraged!!💜
Awesome! Sounds like a great PLACE to share yourself. Blessings! (visiting from Five Minute Friday)
This is wonderful, Lisa. My wife’s an accountant, and I do not know how she does it.
I, on the other hand, would have loved to have a job that included drinking coffee (and smoking cigars!) and talking to people.
God said, No. emphatically. he mentioned that I am one scary dude, even when in a good mood, and I’d give other coffee-drinkers indigestion.
#1 at FMF this week.
https://blessed-are-the-pure-of-heart.blogspot.com/2017/08/your-dying-spouse-348-other-side-of-me.html