Earlier this year, God spoke to me and said that this would be "the year of transition." That may seem a little abstract for some of you, especially the God speaking part. This is actually almost a daily occurrence for me. There are times when God speaks, and then there are times when God speaks. The particular time I'm referring to is one of the latter.
At the time, I wasn't sure what that meant. It had been prophesied over me that my dreams were coming true sooner than expected at my baptism last November. I fully believed that God could do that. Meanwhile, my circumstances weren't exactly reflective of this newfound hope. I was broke. There were multiple unexpected expenses, debt, and bills that my income just wasn't covering.
I remember one Sunday in particular where I pleaded to God that if He didn't do something, I was going to give up, and, most likely, lose my home. Not that that would be the worst thing in the world; I'm sure I would have sorted that out. But at the time it still felt devastating. On that Sunday, God did provide an answer. It wasn't entirely what I might have expected, but it was an offer to do janitorial work at my church.
I decided I would take on this duty, even if just for a season. I continued teaching guitar, and I was just starting to work at a laptop outlet retailer as well. This cemented my multiple job status (5 jobs if you count the music lesson agencies I was working with). Realistically, I was pretty certain I wouldn't be able to sustain that kind of pace for long, but I figured that if I could at least catch up with my bills, it would be worthwhile.
In the midst of that, I had an unreasonable cell phone bill to fight as well. I'm not going to go into too much depth with that, as I've talked about it at length on the podcast and the blog. Needless to say, I wasn't terribly impressed with my cell phone provider (or my car dealership, at one point). As I look back, however, both circumstances worked out in my favor.
Sure enough, the work started to take its toll. Surprisingly, not on me so much as my friends who were helping out. I think God was testing my heart. He wanted to know that I would follow his leading, even if it meant working at something that was neither my passion nor my future. And I had the assurance that it would only be for a season, even if I didn't know exactly how long that season would be.
In June, things started to happen. God gave me some new business ideas. I started transitioning out of jobs that were no longer my role to fill. I still worked 2 jobs over the summer, but I also started a couple of new businesses that got me excited.
I didn't find that my financial situation was improving, however. Then another opportunity came along. It hadn't occurred to me before, but I started talking to my bank about refinancing my home. I didn't realize I could do anything in that regard, but it sounded like a good thing to do while I worked at getting my businesses off the ground. Ultimately, it allowed me to pay down my credit debt, much of my personal debt, and even go on vacation for a week.
My ongoing training in business (mostly audio and books), caused me to realize that being an employee or self-employed just wasn't for me. You can exchange dollars for hours, and while that is perfectly respectable and I'm not mocking it, I was starting to realize that my heart was in becoming a business owner.
In September, I officially transitioned out of a teaching job and my retail job, both of which proved to be lacking in terms of hours and reward for effort. Currently I am still teaching guitar, but there's a solid chance I will be transitioning into other ventures very soon. God has lined up some divine connections for me, and it is likely that I will be going into business with some of my new acquaintances.
While this may seem like an overnight process, it took time and it took perseverance. I believe that today I am on solid footing with my finances, and my walk with God. I wasn't sure what to expect but overall, transition has been a welcome process, one that has brought hope, joy, and newfound faith.