Almost 2 months ago, I had my last day at the place where I have showed up almost every work day for the past 10 plus years. I had it all down; my work friends were secured, I knew how to use the copier, and I even had a fine command of the best places to park (example: since I worked at a church one knew not to park on the side of the building where all the mini vans were because mini vans = increased chance for door dings).

On a great day, I could fire all my burners and get all kinds of stuff accomplished. On an off day, I knew what I could get done that required less mental focus, and on a REALLY off day, I had enough vacation time to take a random day off here and there for mental health.

In other words: I was very comfortable.

And I am a girl who likes to be comfortable. I moved a lot as a kid, and constantly being the new person has given me an almost canine like preference for being part of a pack. People I know and who know me, and all my quirks. Yes, I have a whole bunch of them. Singing randomly in meetings, for example, and having an uncanny ability to know when a co-worker is down and discouraged (sometimes even before they know themselves).

And the people at that place I just left were amazing. They knew how to encourage me, how I liked my coffee, and even that I am a morning person who makes her best decisions before noon.

I don’t know where I’ll be next. I have a couple interviews coming up that I’m very excited about. But I know, no matter how great my next situation is, there will be a breaking in period where I have to get to know them and they have to get to know me. And I’m not looking forward to it.

My dislike for this kind of transition almost kept me where I was, even though I knew it was time to move on. I almost chose comfort over wisdom. And as scared as I am about what’s next, I don’t regret that decision. I refuse to regret it.

Because moving on can be hard but sometimes we are all called to do just that. I am in the great unknown at the moment and although it’s not pleasant, it’s necessary, and I know I’m on the right path. I just can’t see what’s around the next turn.

So I’ll keep moving forward in faith – knowing that the God who loves me and brought me to this place won’t abandon me now. But I will pray that the new people get me sooner rather than later – because I really like singing in meetings.