Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Day 17 - 30 Days of Thanks: My Job

I complain about my job a lot. I let it stress me out. I wish for something else. I was grumbling about it to God this morning on my way to work.

As I climbed the stairs up from the subway, I saw a homeless man there, his belongings in plastic bags piled up around him, his head in his hands in obvious distress and heartache. He looked like he had lost all hope -- and that the world had forgotten him.

I said a prayer for that man and for my ungrateful heart. I prayed as I hustled off to my well-paying job in my warm office with a view of the city, in a building with a lobby lined with marble.

I am unbelievably lucky to have my job, to work with people I like, to do work that I enjoy (most of the time), and to be paid well for that work. My job enables me to provide food, clothing, and shelter for my family and then some. Somehow I lost sight of that.

I'm thankful for my job today -- and for being humbled when I lost my spirit of thankfulness.


sandwhichisthere said...

you like what you do and you like where you do it and you realize it. You have achieved Nirvana. Not many people ever realize this. I felt the same way about driving a taxi. You are a marvel and a wonderful human being,

Kansas Bob said...

Such a wonderful post today Kristen. I so appreciate the way that you shared from your heart about your journey in to work.

I am loving your posts on thanks. I mentioned you and linked here in my post today.

Hope you are having a great week.

Kristen said...

Dad: You should write about your taxi experiences!

Bob: Thank you so much for your kind comment and for the mention on your blog!

dj trish said...

Hi Kristen
Im Trish
Like you I talk to God In my travels too.Oh and Thank you for your blog praising teachers.I work in a school and see how our teachers con hold the attention of 15 + students Im truly amazed.
feel free to check out my blog.
Peace in Christ

Kristen said...

Trish: Thank you for stopping by and commenting! A good teacher is a precious gift. It is not an easy job, and they get so little recognition! Looking forward to checking out your blog. Have a great weekend!

Anonymous said...

I always feel like God sends us little signs to remind us of how lucky we are. I was complaining about how I was feeling this week and saw a Tweet about how someone's friend's husband had 200 days of chemo over 7 years. It could always be worse. Great post, K! xoxo