A week ago I was extended the offer for a very good job. Today (drum roll please), it’s official! “I’m so excited! I just can’t hide it!”
This week I’ve been experiencing a whole range of emotions—thankfulness, enthusiasm, dismay, satisfaction, apprehension, joy. I’ve been all over the map. (It could be in part due to that surgery.) But mainly—yeah—I’m so excited!
I confided in a close friend that emotions are tricky. One moment, I’m thankful to the God who worked all this out. (Amen.) Then, the next moment, I’m feeling quite satisfied… Well, let’s not even articulate the puffed-up, fiery darts that teeter on the brink of Nebuchadnezzar-land.
My friend understood me exactly. We discussed how God showers us with a myriad of providence: physical needs, orchestrated events, talents and skills, grace, blessing, and—most powerfully—His very Spirit. It’s all Him, all the time.
By the same token, we are human; we’re tickled pink when we feel like we’ve “accomplished” something. I was appalled at the flesh that rears her ugly head (in my head). After 22 years of being a worker at home, I abhorred that little spark of “me” muscling in—as if I had anything at all to do with creating myself.
My friend appreciated my conviction and—again—understood exactly. After that discussion, and then mulling it over for a week, I finally settled on a reasonable position:
— It glorifies God when I use the gifts that HE created; He does all things well.
— Proficiency in our work is an opportunity to humbly acknowledge God before men.
— Jesus is the King. It is illogical that there would be pride in His servants.
— Remember, nothing (besides salvation) comes with lifetime guarantee.
— I dare not diminish glory from God, and risk losing His blessing—which I need.
— God designed us to experience the emotion of joy; it’s okay to be excited!