Homecoming

This week I started my new job.  At my old company.  Doing something new.  And it really did feel like coming home.  They know me, and they know what I can do.  They knew that hiring me back was what they needed, now that a change in management will support the approach I always wanted for them.

I know them.  I have no illusions about them ever becoming a giant company, I have no expectations that I will become rich through stock options, or be hired away because they are such a big bonus on my resume.  They are good people.  Not perfect, but good, solid people who care deeply about doing the right thing and creating things of lasting value.  Such a different perspective than a company who is trying to be bought.

I want to be like that.  I want to care more about building things that last than doing things for show.  I want to spend more time on relationships and less on facebook.  I want to find a way to give more time to the Lord, both personally and in service.  Tomorrow I start training to be a weekend producer at NorthRidge.  I pray that God will show me clearly if this is the service He has for me.  I started getting up earlier this week in order to spend more time in prayer and the Word.  Baby steps.  But every step forward is avoiding a step backward.