Six Months Ago, I Left My Job — And Found My Way Home
Six months ago, I walked away from a job I had poured my heart and soul into.
It wasn’t just a job. It was something I helped build from the ground up — something I believed in, fought for, and gave countless hours to.
I believed in what I was doing...
Until I didn’t.
The truth? I was completely burnt out. Not just tired — burnt. I was still showing up for everyone else, but I wasn’t showing up for myself… and definitely not for the people who mattered most — my family.
Somewhere in the chaos of deadlines, expectations, and hustle, I lost track of who I was.
And even scarier — I stopped recognizing the culture I once helped shape.
It’s wild how fast things can change.
One decision-maker shifted the entire environment.
What once felt life-giving and mission-driven became something I couldn’t stand behind.
I still loved the people — many I still call friends — but I realized I no longer fit the story that place was writing.
So when the door opened…
I walked through it.
Quietly. No press release. No goodbye tour. Just obedience.
Not because I was better.
But because the version of me that once thrived there no longer existed.
I had changed.
The place had changed.
And staying would’ve been the comfortable thing.
The safe thing.
The expected thing.
But it wouldn’t have been the right thing.
And I’m humble enough to say thank you to the place I left — because that role gave me space to grow… until it didn’t.
It was part of my story, part of my shaping, part of the preparation for where I am now.
For that, I’m grateful.
But it wasn’t mine to carry anymore.
Why I Made the Decision
Here’s the truth no one tells you:
Most companies don’t know what they have until it’s walking out the door.
It took resigning for them to make an offer. To “see” me. But by then, I was done.
It was no longer about the title or the salary.
It was about my health.
My marriage.
My kids.
My calling.
Leaving wasn’t walking away from a paycheck.
It was walking toward peace, purpose, and God’s plan.
The Truth About Burnout
Burnout doesn’t always come from a lack of passion — sometimes it comes from having too much of it, for too long, without enough oxygen left for yourself.
I kept pushing, thinking I could fix it — thinking I had to.
But God doesn’t call us to be martyrs to misaligned missions.
He calls us to obedience.
So when I heard that whisper — “It’s time” — I listened.
Even with no guarantees.
Even with fear in my chest.
Just trust.
The Leap That Changed Everything
I didn’t have a roadmap.
I had a whisper from God and a worn-out heart.
But when I made space — He moved.
Opportunities opened that I didn’t go looking for.
Doors swung wide I didn’t know existed.
And most of all, peace flooded in like a wave.
I landed in a role that doesn’t just fit my skills — it fits my soul.
It grounds me. It honors my faith. It centers people. It feels like home.
What Life Looks Like Now
Today, I’m part of something that feels holy.
The work isn’t performance-based or platform-seeking.
It’s rooted in purpose, presence, and people.
Where I work now, we live by two values:
We do what right looks like.
And here’s what I’ve come to learn about what right actually looks like:
Sometimes right looks like leaving.
Sometimes right is protecting your peace even if people don’t understand.
Sometimes right is refusing to sacrifice your family for your job.
Sometimes right is releasing something that once served you — because it doesn’t anymore.
Sometimes right is stepping away in silence and letting your peace do the talking.
Sometimes right is choosing obedience over optics.
Sometimes right is not staying to fix it — but leaving so God can.
Sometimes right is making decisions because it’s what’s best for the customer — not for your own pocketbook.
We are the hands and feet of Christ — not the mouthpiece.
That second one hit me hard.
I don’t need to defend my decision.
I don’t need to broadcast my journey.
Because when you’re walking in obedience, the fruit speaks for itself.
No platform required.
Only those closest to me even know what I’m doing these days — and I prefer it that way. Because this work doesn’t need applause.
It just needs faithfulness.
What God Has Taught Me in 6 Months
Here’s what I know deep in my bones:
Obedience brings peace — even when it’s terrifying.
Provision follows faith — not control.
Your identity isn’t your job title — titles fade. Christ doesn’t.
Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is leave — not in bitterness, but in integrity.
Not all growth happens where you’re planted — sometimes it begins when you uproot.
If You’re Standing at the Crossroads…
If you’re tired.
If you feel stuck.
If you’ve outgrown the room you’re in… hear this:
You don’t have to break to be loyal.
You don’t have to shrink to belong.
You don’t have to stay just because it’s safe.
Sometimes faith looks like walking away from something good — so God can give you better.
It won’t always make sense.
But obedience rarely does…
Until you’re standing on the other side of it.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight.”
— Proverbs 3:5–6
So take the leap.
Let go of what’s no longer yours.
Make space for what’s next.
And trust the God who sees the whole picture — even when all you can see is the next brave step.
The Final Word
I didn’t leave because I lost faith.
I left because I finally had enough of it to move.
This journey was never about a title.
It was about time — time to rest, to realign, to trust God again.
And trading one for the other?
Was the best decision I’ve ever made.
Because peace — real peace —
is better than applause.
Every. Single. Time.
And if I had to do it all over again?
I would — without hesitation.
