Break Time

Dragging my feet down the musty, fluorescent lit hallway, I walk outside for my 15-minute morning break. In these windows of freedom I always scramble out of my cubicle to the fresh air to remember the world outside of my enclosed cave I spend 7.5 hours a day in.

As I walk up the road, praising God the snow has melted and not too many cars are passing on the street for a moment of reprieve in the noise. I ask Him to bring joy to my heart for my work and pray over the day.

This sidewalk has heard so many of my prayers to God. When in a really difficult season this fall I wanted so badly to put in my two weeks’ notice and march right out the door to my other, better opportunities I convinced myself were out there. The pond and the trees heard me ask God if I could quit.

The answer?

“No.”

Because it wasn’t time. He had spoken that so clearly; I needed to stay here. He had called me to this moment in time for a reason. For the co-workers I share life with, for the conversations I have with people all over the world. His work was not done.

This answer challenging me to be obedient and to have the courage to trust God at His word. Trusting when He says it is time to move on, He will make it abundantly clear, but for now this is the place He desires me to spend my 7.5 hours a day in. Listening to the hearts of people around this nation and helping them pursue their dreams.

Putting one foot in front of the other, I walk my normal route for my breaks telling the Lord I trust Him. Taking deep breaths, knowing He is God.

Abi Khavari traveled the world, writing for a non-profit agency in the Middle East. She now lives in Colorado, got married recently, and is starting her Masters of Counseling this spring.

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