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.

6 comments:

sandwhichisthere said...

Sweetheart,
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,
daddy

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
Trish

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!

Stef 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