P for Promises; P for Plans

For a few years now, I loathe the obligation to explain my aversion to work in a certain organisation in Singapore. An irony, it seems, that even the people closest to my heart would not but still probe "Why not?" at times.

"The pay is good."

"It's an iron rice bowl."

Or at times, tactless, though harmless, justifications like "You're an Arts grad; teaching is a good career."

The thing is this: One can list a thousand and one reasons why it makes perfect sense to resume work in that esteemed organisation, yet there is simply no desire within me, no hunger, no fire.

While some lofty initiatives put me off totally, I cannot deny the purposeful ones designed for the betterment of the student population in Singapore. Perhaps there is a gap, an idealistic-realistic dichotomy, between the planners and implementers, between the people who run the school and the people who conduct the lessons. Sometimes I reckon it's my experience with the people running the school I was in who spoilt it all, but is it really? After all, I know I wasn't the only one who has walked away in disappointment. But I suppose it's time I stop quoting the self-righteous "witch" as an excuse; it's time to acknowledge the irreconcilable differences, be it in values or motives and the like.

"But it's the same everywhere."

"Work is work; it's a means to an end."

There are too many doing things they do not like and/or working with people they cannot stand. A quick glance at one's Facebook status tells it all. A job should not be an obligation. It should be enjoyable, something one looks forward to every day. It should be something that does not drain or tire but instead, fills one with more energy and passion to want to do more and better each time.

"The economy is bad; this is not the time to be picky."

Shalom peace. I think I have it. The reality of life witness the fast diminishing volume of my savings by the day, yet I am not afraid, for I have the promises of the Lord, promises that I will be bestowed with, unearned, unmerited, undeserved through the Lord, Jesus Christ, as I remember His word: "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." (Jeremiah 29:11)

Amen.