It wasn't long after we moved to MN that what seemed like the perfect job opened up for me. I was SO excited! The local crisis pregnancy center needed a new director and I had just the experience and personality to do the job. Their board of directors hired me unanimously. I was thrilled! But, it wasn't long before I found problems within the organization. They were violating the law on 21 different counts. When I took my (surprising) findings to the board, they agreed to the wrongdoing, but immediately condemned me for bringing it up. Things got ugly. I quit on principle.
Hmmm. Ok, well, that was alright since they were violating the law, the Scriptures and my conscience.
So, not long after I quit that job, the looming mortgage of a property we'd left behind sent me searching for another job. I went corporate and applied for a part-time job at a large, local company. I got the job right away, I think mainly because I can type really fast and I know how to dress for an interview. When I took the job, I made it very clear that I could not work mornings because of my home school. So, they gave me mostly afternoon hours, with one morning required. Three months into the job, my boss told me that I would have to start working 3 mornings a week, and that my job would soon go full-time. I told her I couldn't work mornings, nor full-time. A month later, when I made no progress in keeping afternoon-only hours, I quit. Again, on principle. I simply could not compromise my home school any further. So, I decided I'd rather be poor than compromise my family.
I'd been in Direct Sales for about 6 years, but only as a hobbyist, not as a serious business person. However, upon learning about a new Direct Sales company, I researched and based on what I found, I joined as a consultant. The company promotes itself as "faith-based" and that was right up my alley since I am in full-time Christian ministry. It wasn't long before I found that their idea of "faith-based" did not match mine. At a unit meeting, women were gathered, drinking wine & cussing, then driving home with at least 2 glasses of wine under their belt. Drinking and driving are not tolerable. When I complained, I was told I do not have to go to those unit meetings. Well, obviously. Not long after that, I saw a measure of spiritual abuse going on within the group. When I spoke up about it, I was publicly reprimanded. So, I'm now in the process of leaving that company since I can't support their interpretation of "faith-based."
So, my theology trumps my willingness to work in certain situations. Sometimes living our theology makes this type of impact on our lives. No doubt that it could be me, however. I have certain theologically-determined decisions that are non-negotiable. Speaking out about (and not participating in ) violations of the law is one. Speaking out about spiritual abuse is another. Not compromising my family, not violating my own conscience, not going with a flow blindly.
Does living your theology out ever dramatically impact your life and choices? I sure hope so! It's nothing short of an adventure to live out a solid theological position, letting it guide, instead of the world, and seeing what doors God opens up as a result.
My results are interesting. Right now, I'm working 6 - 10 hours a week as our church's Administrative Assistant, which has me working side-by-side with my husband. The hours are perfect & it's nice to have a little paycheck. I'm also seeing my writing opportunities expand, and my writing class grow. I'm super excited about that as I love teaching what I've learned as a published author.
So, I'll continue to let my theology guide me into life's decisions and see where that adventure continues to take me, even if it means I'm unemployed.