This week was crazy.
I ended last week with uncertain terms around a reservation my team made for a venue for one of our big client visits this week, which blew over into an escalation. If that wasn’t bad enough, I started this week with food poisoning, a run-in with someone I didn’t particularly like to see, extended hours of work, and now an impending storm hitting our country.
C R A Z Y.
While working long hours wasn’t new to me, people testing my patience sort of was. The feeling of having a team rely on me for direction, support, and air cover, was as well. I always reported to someone in my previous team. I always had the ‘luxury’ of having someone to ‘protect’ me from escalations and well, other people. In this new team, however, I was that source of ‘protection’. LOL.
I’m not complaining. Seriously. I guess I am just getting used to this as well. After three months, there’s so much more to get used to. And to learn. And to adjust to.
Well, midweek, I got to spend extended time with my new discipleship group. We had a midweek spa date to celebrate one of the girls’ birthdays. Oh goodness was it a treat! Despite my masseuse commenting on how stiff my back was, and my inability to fall asleep during that hour-long massage (which would normally come naturally), I enjoyed every minute of it.
Before I fell asleep that night, I got to reconnect with a college blockmate, who sent me a message requesting me to pray for her. It was something I did for her in college, and she remembered me, now that she is going through something turbulent as well. I promised I would, and made a mental note to free up some time to meet with her. I went to bed with a full heart.
Despite the waves upon waves of stress at work, I got my second wind that night. And I believe it went uphill from there. The following day, I was able to apologize to someone I had heated arguments with (same person who escalated me to my boss — nuuninuu). And the day that followed, I was able to treat my team to a sumptuous lunch of chicken wings. It wasn’t just because I was having a good day after consecutive days of sliding down a slump. I knew it was because God allowed me to have my second wind. He is gracious enough to give me breath in the morning, the strength to get through the day, and the peace to close my eyes at night.
“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth does not become weary or tired. His understanding is inscrutable. He gives strength to the weary, and to him who lacks might He increases power. Though youths grow weary and tired, and vigorous young men stumble badly, yet those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary.” —Isaiah 40:28-31 ♥