When God put the desire to be a social worker in my 13-year-old heart, I never imagined how difficult it’d be to obtain and maintain employment in the field. I have had eight jobs (6 of which were in the social work field) and four unemployment periods since I graduated with my Master’s Degree in 2006. I have a physical disability, and there are several job requirements I no longer know how to meet because reasonable accommodation doesn’t seem to be an option. As a result of my employment struggles, I have become a doubter who is stuck, questioning my purpose and wondering how God will use me to help other differently abled individuals. I believe He will, but I am tired. I have been known to read Galatians 6:9 (a verse that once encouraged me to keep going) and burst into tears. I felt that social work was how He’d use me to help others. It aligned well with my spiritual gifts, so I pursued it. I never thought I had chosen wrong.
When I am in a difficult season, my first reaction is to complain and have a pity party. I stop remembering God’s promises. I know He knit me in my mother’s womb (Psalms 139:13-14). I know He’ll make my lameness work together for my good and His glory (Romans 8:28)! But Satan and my flesh don’t want me to remember. Lately, I have been too focused on my limitations and stopped seeing the woman God created. I stopped finding joy. If you’re struggling to find joy in your circumstances as much as I am, I hope these three concepts bless you as much as they have me.
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