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Life Changing Lessons From a Long Commute
It took me an hour and fifteen minutes to drive to work.
I’ll never forget the first weeks and months I made that commute. I felt crushed inside. I’d gone from working at home and making my own schedule, to cramming my life inside a 9–5, on top of this commute.
The events that led me to this big life change created an abrupt change in seasons-like a cool autumn suddenly changing to a freezing winter. It happened because my wife and I closed the church that we had started and led for two years, and I needed a job to replace my lost income.
At the time, I couldn’t understand why God would provide a job so far from my wife and toddler son. After all, I’d tried to serve him in a calling that I was passionate about. When it fell through, my ego told me that I should at least be compensated with a nice job in a church-isn’t that what I’d gone to seminary for?
But that wasn’t the opportunity that presented itself. My new job was more than an hour away, in a field that was completely alien to me. On this daily commute I found myself struggling to reconcile how God was providing for my family, and I with how I thought he should be providing for us. While this new season gave me a job, it added a ton of extra stress and further complicated the already hard experience of losing a dream.
