Liza had just finished with an official meeting with the Boss. She was into a new job for close to 3 months and the training time had been like a dream. Loooong....Light and relaxed, it was as though the company was in no hurry to get her to start work. But somedays, coming to work seemed a little disheartening because everyone else seemed so sure of what they wanted/had to do. And there were some others who worked with her, who seemed to know their way a lot better. They seemed to know what to say and how to get their way. "My turn will come too", she quipped and reasoned with her doubting heart that seemed to say otherwise. There was a lurking fear too as monotony was setting in. What when real work starts? Would she be ready?
She hated the fact that she was still nervous. How many times had she told herself to take it easy? That everyone else was just like her., though some walked as though with a chip on their shoulder.
The session was simple and yet complex, with theories and jargon and terms straight out of a book on management strategies. why did Professionalism have to be suited and booted, with its stiff upper lip in place? Liza's mind was like a jigsaw with the pieces of the puzzle strewn all across her head. She had always dreaded management theories and jargon and here she was right in the middle of it, wanting to make sense of everything, wanting to shake her head vigorously to state that she understood it all.
She wanted to sound smart and efficient, like everything was making sense. she wanted to prove she was good too. that they had made no mistake in picking her. the boss talked and talked. she realised with fear that she couldn't really grasp things. Panic was setting in! Where was she heading? what was she thinking, when she took this up? the familiar enemy called Self Doubt crept in...and then all of a sudden her eyes settled on the clock - 3:33...Jeremiah 33:3: Call to me and I will answer you and tell you a great many things you do not know."
Suddenly, familiar Peace swept Liza's heart. She was going to be fine, for her Saviour was with her. He was going to tell her innumerable things she did not know. that was the whole point...she was going to be taught the things she DID NOT KNOW.
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