One month

I did it. I grabbed Jesus by the hand and I jumped. Jumped from what seemed to be my destiny, future, source of provision and security.
I quit my job.

All things that seemed so right, and still are - was just not quite right for me anymore. I needed my faith back and for that I had to make myself dependant on God again believing he had something much greater in store for me than what I'd settled with the last 6 months.

A month have gone and im happier than ever (ask Joe, he if anyone will know!) and I just knew God would put me somewhere somehow to be a blessing, and I didn't have to worry about when.

Yesterday they called back from and interview. They had over 250 applicants and they wanted me. A part of me feels like I should be on the floor crying tears of joy, and I am happy - don't get me wrong - but from the kind of God I knew...I was kind of expecting something like this. He's just awesome!

Maybe there's even more?

Next week: Clara is going to town, and if you've got a good shopping budget..who knows, I might see you there?

I'll finish with a quote from my farmors fridge of wisdom:

"SLUTA ALDRIG TRO PÅ UNDER"
- never stop believing in wonders

Peace out!