Grateful.

I quit my job. You know, the stable one with benefits and a regular pay cheque. It was a long drawn out process filled with humming and hawing, counter offers and confusion. I remember walking back home after the second time I tried to quit feeling like I had let my family down, perhaps even that I had let myself down. It seemed far too soon. After all, I had only been working there for not quite three months. But the reality was if I had stayed, I would have been letting my family down in other ways and besides, between you and me, the hours they demanded outweighed what I walked home with at the end of the day. Still, I had no way to compensate for the income that would be lost. I jumped as Ben and I saw often do – blind and without a parachute.

And yet, I am amazed at God’s provision – at his whispers of affirmation and assurance. It seems so simple, and while I recognize the nature of photography as extremely volatile, I am grateful for all of the inquiries I have had since the day I submitted my resignation. The spring is always slow for my photography business, especially since I don’t solicit business. Seriously, I do nothing. It has and probably always will be a hobby career that I do on the side for the love of it, not for the money but for whatever reason, in the last two weeks, I have received more inquiries and have had more photography work than I had all January to July.

I acknowledge the blessing and I am grateful.

Here is just a sampling of the what I have been up to.