When I was really stressed out about two weeks ago, I woke up one morning and for the first time in 20 years I prayed to God.
I don't really believe in the convention of God- I absolutely do believe that there are higher forces than our own, but the way it is expressed- and, more specifically, executed- is not for me, which is why I haven't been in touch with God for a while. I prayed to him to forgive me for not getting in touch, for being so selfish that I haven't really been considering anything other than myself and my problems recently. I told him I was desperately unhappy at work and asked for his help, and in return I would contribute more meaningfully to the world.
On that same day, I got two calls from recruitment consultants, both with fantastic roles. I am at the second interview stage with one of them that is a truly remarkable opportunity. I am so grateful to God for giving me those opportunities, at the right time when for the first time in my life I was truly unhappy.
And in return, I am going to volunteer my time to the Hastings Trust, so that I can help in a small way to the regeneration of a once-magnificent town that has has suffered years of mismanagement and disrepair. I am setting up a meeting on Monday to talk about how I can add value. I really want to help shape the economic development of the town, so fingers crossed there will be something I can really help on.
But it has confirmed to me that faith is extraordinarily powerful, and one that I am realizing I have sorely missed in my life.
