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Managing expectations

For a long while since, I have never felt the pressure to live up to anybody's expectations. I usually make my own decision and I really don't bother with what others think about my decision. HOWEVER, this time round I feel so 'caught'. What would I do after I give birth. Will I quit my job and stay home full time to look after my kid? This question plagues me.

We are exploring the options and we are open to what God will say to us. I know God can speak against my personal desires and I am willing to submit to Him as long as it is what God is saying. As of now, i am not inclined to quit from my job but I can feel that there are expectations for me from others to do so.

To me, the call to full time ministry has been one that came from the Lord (one of the most major decisions in my life i ever had to make), so to quit, I need to hear from Him. That's the great dilemma I am in now. Should I just make a maternalistic and logical decision and do what I am expected to do? I waver. It is not an easy decision to make either way, quit or stay.

I just hope that by then, I am given the space to breathe and discover...

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Anonymous said…
I was blog surfing and came across your blog. Very nice. I especially like the post about worship.

Keep it up!
r.u.t.h. said…
thank yous
r.u.t.h. said…
Thanks Amelia. Appreciate your sharing will be a happy expecting mummmm! :)

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