.two weeks notice.

I took two weeks off. 

Or at least I was supposed to. 

the plan was to unplug completely, from technology, from the constant pursuit of making a name for myself, form the constant need for social stimulation.

I couldn't do it.

Not because I am a typical middle class suburban adult who is permanently attached to my devices. 

I couldn't do it because two weeks off meant two weeks of not working. 

Two weeks of slacking, laziness and non production.

14 reasons my mother could throw in my face why I need to get a "real Job". 

For Everyday I am not 2 steps ahead, I feel like I am 14 steps behind.

I was supposed to take two weeks of, but I couldn't.

I couldn't take time away from something that makes me feel so much worth.
I lost sight of the passion God placed in my heart.

I all could think about was finally make it, I didn't question my dreams, I didn't question my call, I only questioned what was taking so doggone long.
I Lost sight of who God called me to be.
Ive never dreamed my dreams, so once i finally found them i held on to them with all my might.
I held on to my dreams, not my God.

While, I didn't completely unplug, I did take two weeks off. To rest in the presence of God,  to get me out of myself, and to refocus on the bigger picture. I took two weeks off to allow God to pour into me. I thought I couldn't but through him, I did. He shared some invaluable lessons with me that I will share with you at a later date.

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