Please, Lord, Give Me a Sign

Oh, the signs I've ignored. Signs that usually take the form of  HUGE, FLAILING RED FLAGS. And I've found a way to dismiss or minimize them until the flags eclipse the entire view, and I've no choice but to acknowledge them.

But signs of opportunity have appeared as well. The moment I started considering graduate school, I met happy students from the program I was exploring. When I was at my wits' end at a previous job, I got an email with a job offer for a new position that hadn't even existed a month prior. When I decided I wanted to date, I signed up for match.com and was connected with my honey in less than a week, our similarities unbelievable and our compatibility undeniable.

Recently I've been asking for signs again- something to guide me in my next step. I'm plenty busy- it's not as if I need "more." But I'm feeling scattered and ineffective, like my efforts are diluted and my true gifts aren't tapped.

I've no desire to take on more- I'm drowning in life and work as it is. I just want a shift. I want an opportunity that will allow me to shine.

An opportunity that includes writing, speaking, teaching, coaching and training. An opportunity that allows me to take a deep dive into the topics that matter to me, and help others digest the information.  An opportunity to learn as much as I teach, and to have FUN doing it.

I'm asking for a sign. A clear direction toward this end.

I promise, Lord, I will listen!