You know those days when you’d rather not get up to eat instead you want a whole day to your self that’s exactly what I wanted when I woke up. Peculiar though that I slept in the wee hours of the evening last night and then wake up early today. Convincing myself that I’d better go take a shower and be off to work or else I’d be late again. That would mean another reason for the company to slash off a portion of my take home pay at the end of the month.
But to make the story short I still went to the office 3 minutes late. Before I went there I know today will be very busy. When I arrived at the office it is worst than expected. I am really loaded with work. But the hours took off so fast I am not even sure if I had done anything of importance the whole day. My day at the office was finished with a bad mess.
An hour or so before its called a day at the office, an officemate went passed me while I was sitting at the conference table wherein there is just so little space left between the back of my chair and a wall. She had her headset on and it got trapped at the back of my chair and then just like that the headset was destroyed. God knows I did not do anything but she told our officemates it won’t be destroyed just by strangling at the chair. She is accusing me of holding on to it so that it got torn. Deep inside I know for sure I didn’t and so to calm myself, tonight I prayed for her. That she will be happier everyday of her life so that she will forget about bullying me.
I could feel deep within my heart that she hates me too bad. And that’s why I can’t wait to get out of the office soon. I hate her feeling threatened of me when I know I’m just doing my job. Sometimes it is really hard when you do your job right and other people’s fault are seen. I am battling deep inside if I am going to go ahead and resign or just stay there and sacrifice. Ofcourse I wanted to prove to them I wasn’t the beast she had been telling these workmates of ours. For now, the possibilities are endless but I have to wait on God’s plan for me.
Life sometimes had a way to trick on us to test what we are made of. For me I am just a potter’s clay jar, made uniquely to live this life of mine, quite broken but still purposeful. At the end of my not so special day, I realized I should thank God for all these and to hold on to His promises.
LESSON: When I have God who needs anything special right?