Listening to Voices of Doubt or Truth

A few years ago the small company I was working for was being acquired
by a much larger corporation. I had
never been through anything like this so I was naïve to the process and what
all goes on with this. I decided I would
just keep doing my job, “business as usual”, until I was told otherwise. I really was not that concerned about
it….UNTIL…..lots of people told me I should be.
They didn’t tell me word for word exactly but as the subject came up at
work, or even outside of work, people would say things like, “Oh no, what are
you going to do”, “Are you still going to have a job”, or “How long until
you’re out of a job”. I brushed off the
first few comments with a “Oh, I’ll be fine” but then after about the fifth or
sixth time I started to think maybe I should
be worried. I mean, if everyone else is
so worried, I should be too, right? It
really had not occurred to me to be anxious about it until then. I had figured that I was a good employee, a
hard worker, and most importantly, God was in control of my future, not a
corporation. But now, with all the
voices speaking doubt into my faith, I was shaken. My calm assurance turned to frantic panic all
because I was listening to the wrong voices.
My circumstances had not changed but my perspective had. To make a long story short, I ended up
keeping my job and it actually turned out to be one of the best things that
ever happened in my professional career.
There were unexpected financial blessings and my working situation is now
a best case scenario. I’ve been through
another acquisition and three company reorganizations since then, and each time
I determined to keep a worry-free perspective.
God is my Provider and Defender, so what’s there to worry about?
Have there been times in your life when you were shaken by voices of
doubt?




Michelle Date 8/21/2011 6:40:16 PM
Yes I have absoluely experienced voices of doubt. But, the voice of doubt was my own. It all had to do with my lack of confidence. For example, time after time, I would refuse to play my guitar when I was asked (in church settings). I wasn't confident in my ability so tried to keep it a secret that I played. Only my closet friends knew it. One of those close friends hounded me to play in various church settings - sunday school, special music, etc. She helped me to realize that God had given m
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