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I had a twinge of nervousness...

I was sitting here at my desk this morning, and although I was comforted by the encouraging words my blogging friends have written, I wondered for a moment if I am doing the right thing by quitting my job.

My heart says ever so gently, "Megan, you silly girl, of course you are...it's for your children."
And then my head stubbornly says, "You better hope that your plan you've got brewing goes well."

Then I remember to not worry so much about a plan, or money, or what other people think. God has his plan for me, and he will be there with words of love and encouragment, and be my rock when I need something to lean on.

I will be Indiana Jones. (Read blogger comment by Jenni....thanks girl!)

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Ehlan said…
You can do it! I just hope you have internet at home again so we can keep up with you!!
August 12, 2008 at 12:04 PM
Anonymous said…
I can totally picture a miniature Megan with angel wings and a halo on one of your shoulders and then a miniature megan with devil horns and the red hot poker in your hands on the other shoulder...

Are you thinking about doing "work from home" types of jobs, or are you 100% home? I'm excited to continue hearing how it all goes.

Megan, I don't know if this is something you've ever done, but I've visited some writing contest websites and A LOT of the contests are for poetry. They usually have little to no entry fee...just an idea for some side cash using your gifts!
August 14, 2008 at 5:24 PM
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