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My last Monday at this job... only five more days of sitting at this computer, at this desk, of looking at these very stale grey walls. Am I excited? I think I should be. And yet I still find myself questioning whether or not I've made the right decision. In a lot of ways, as someone pointed out to me, it's a "no-brainer." More money, less working hours... but there are deeper issues longing to be resolved that "no-brainer" simply isn't a good enough answer for. What is God up to? Why did He so obviously put me in this job in the first place, and now why did He so obviously open this new door that leads elsewhere? (And why on earth did He give me a new job that requires skirts and stockings???)

But the decision is made. The resignation was accepted here. The new-hire orientation is scheduled there. I'm looking at the pictures and knickknacks that I've collected on this desk, and am wondering if they'll fit as nicely on my new desk there as they do here. Will my new computer be as spiffy as this one? Will my new coworkers accept me? Will I find new friends to connect with, talk with, laugh with, hang out with? I have so many questions... and that's only looking forward. It's all but impossible to think about what I may be leaving behind, what I may be turning my back on...

I guess this is what trust feels like.