Making a Deeply Unreasonable Career Decision
When I was deciding whether to leave my church job and pursue this new chapter full-time, there were a few minor details I had to consider:
I have three children.
I have become deeply accustomed to predictable paychecks.
My husband, Justin, is the most emotionally stable person I have ever met—which honestly feels a little aggressive sometimes.
While I’m over here having existential revelations in Dollar Tree parking lots, Justin processes stress by calmly disappearing onto the highways of Boulder County wearing enough Lycra to legally qualify as performance art.
The cycling community is fascinating. Just deeply hydrated adults in expensive sunglasses saying things like: “Sometimes I just needed a quick 63-mile ride to clear my head.”
Sir.
Some of us are processing emotions through miniature peanut butter cups and low-grade emotional spirals like the Lord intended.
So there I was, trying to decide whether to leave a stable job to pursue something with no roadmap, no guaranteed outcome, and no explanation beyond: “I think this makes me come alive.”
Which honestly feels like a terrible financial plan.
And yet… every time I step into one of these rooms, tell stories, make people laugh, and watch exhausted humans start recognizing themselves in each other, something in me says: keep going.
So that’s what I’m doing.
And honestly? I’d love for you to come experience it while it’s still becoming itself.
— Sheila
