Walking in Victory - September 14th

It's so crazy how expectation and reality rarely coincide. I was expecting nothing but difficulty in this move to England, but so far it's only had a few small hurdles. I want this blog post to be one about success and doing well over here in the UK, but the doom and gloomer in me doesn't want to celebrate preemptively. I still have a ways to go before I start work, and I have a lot to get in order.

But today I did secure a job, technically, assuming I pass the background checks and all that. It's another call centre job, working people's case files and solving customer problems. I'm excited to start this work, as it will present a challenge to me in a new way, but I'm also hesitant and a bit concerned about how easy it was for me to land this job. It might not be all that great if I'm able to get it so easily.

But it's no matter. Part of me thinks that maybe jobs are just a little bit easier to get here than in the US. My friends back home seem to all have a hard time getting a good-paying job, and acquiring the job I had in the states took six years of moving up and working hard. It's possible that with more worker-focused laws and communal cultural expectations in the UK, getting a good-paying job is easier than it is in the US. That's the optimist side of me saying that.

But honestly, even if the optimist is wrong, I don't really see any value in being negative. Thank you God. I have a job, and I will soon have somewhere to live as well that's not my Grandma's house (bless her heart).

I might be on a bit of an emotional high right now, but I really do feel like I'm moving into a place of total victory in my life. I'm moving into victory in my career. I'm moving into victory in my body and health. I'm moving into victory in my emotional health. I'm moving into victory in overcoming some of my personal addictions. I'm moving into victory in my relationships. And, God willing, I will soon move into victory in my love life as well. God called me here for a reason, and although I've received prophetic words saying that the path to get to where I want might be a long, windy path, I believe it will also be divinely planned and probably a bit easier than I think it's going to be. Time to strap on those roller skates and skate through life, above the clouds, on the rainbow road of His love, knowing that even if I go through difficult times, God is with me.

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  1. UnknownSeptember 14, 2017 at 10:55 AM

    Hey dude...see where this takes you :) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RExmfHgG-m8

    -Samuel

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