Today was my fifth day as a member of the workforce, one of many brand new entrants that are earning their own keep and paying their own rent. While not my first day on the job, it might as well have been because the first four days were induction/training/continental breakfast/dinner allowances/flash hotels. But today, work at the office began. By this time next week I will be trying very, very hard to keep to budget/keep to timeline/not be stressed out/not freak out in front of clients/not screw up too badly.
Most of the time I have mixed feelings. I am glad for the opportunity; I know its a golden one especially in these times. I am glad for the employee that I am working for: first in its industry in terms of revenue - international and highly esteemed. I am also glad for the location that I am currently working at: Wellington, New Zealand - where work-life balance actually carries some sort of weight in comparison to hectic Asia. But after an internship and now starting a full-time job, I'm still not sure whether I'm right for this role, but I know I'm at the right place and exactly the right time. Maybe its intuition. Maybe its just plain faith. But I felt at peace being here at this place, in this current situation, in this exact phase of my life. Maybe that's how God works. He doesn't really give straight forward answers, but as we stumble and roll through life, He drops little hints into our hearts and thus, guiding us ever so gently to make right decisions.
I know that my life could have ended up very differently. For example, I could have ended up north in the great metropolitan of Auckland. But a nice lady at the education agency recommended Victoria University in Wellington. Or I could have ended up in a public university in Malaysia, but all praise be to God for an opportunity to head offshore. I could have ended up with different friends, which would then led to different choices, out of which come different experiences. But I came to Wellington knowing the existence of ICF and that was that. ICF was family. It still is. I've applied for jobs at 5 different firms but only one was willing to extend an opportunity to me. So everything conspired to bring me to this place. And thus, I can only thank God for the peace that I have, for the blessings that have been given, and to surrender my future into His hands.
Come Monday, it would be my 6th day at work. I hope I will progress as each day passes by. Not only in terms of work, but in everything, so that all of the seemingly secular spheres of my life will be gradually transform to be sacred and godly, dedicated to Him.
