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Changes

My office
Monday through Friday
this is my view
from my seat behind screens
Supervising
Coding
Solving
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Today
Change is put under way
officially resigned
My job is good
But God saw better
and sent an opportunity
my way.
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So, I begin the good-bye's
handing over
promising lunches
and help
Three years of work
My first job in Dallas
I 'm grateful
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Change is good
when it comes from God
This one is visible
location, work
The others are hidden
deep in my heart
changes He makes
that no one can see
but him
and me
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Prayers of thanksgiving
He takes care of me
Includes every part
Inside and out
I'm glad I hang on
When I really can't see
and hope that other's
see His change in me

Comments

pam said…
What a wonderful post...so much we can not even begin to imagine with God.
Paula V said…
Congratulations for the new opportunity He's giving you.

Can you share what "field" you are going into? Maybe you can share more details privately. I'd be interested to hear if you'd be interested to share. Hey, that is kind of poetic, huh?
Love,
Paula
Liz said…
Hi, Paula. No problem sharing...I am a medical coder currently - not changing fields exactly. Currently, I manage a department in a large billing company who does charge entry for a large number of specialist. I will be moving to a large Cardiology practice as the Assisant Manager of Billing. I miss working in the clinic and I am going back to what I love.
Cindy said…
How exciting!
Billy Coffey said…
Beautifully done, Liz. God does always see better, doesn't He?

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