Blessing in disguise

Adapting to a new environment is not easy.

I just started my first week at my new job in Indosat. Before I got in, I knew that when I decided to join Indosat, I would be fully occupied with all the work-thingy. It would be different when I was in GfK, moreover in Bandung. And it is true. I found that people who work here are working hardly during the working hours. And by the time the clock shows it is time to go home, they continue their works tomorrow. It is more effective than when I was in GfK.

I like it like that.

But the hardest part for me being here is that I am working independently. No one to be asked to, and all members of the team have their own roles, and they are so busy with what they have in hands. I myself was hired to be the project manager assistant. While my project manager is so busy, occupied with lots and lots of meeting, it will be much more difficult for me to ask her. I cannot easily ask her because her time is so tight. So most of the time, I have to work alone. And also, my position is a new position in this division, and nobody could explain or teach me anything since the one who is understand is just my very-busy manager.

I got no friends to have my lunch with. I got no friends to talk to since most people in the team are half-aged people and their topics are so different for people in my age.

But the good thing for being here is that this work allows me to converse in English everyday. My manager is Malaysian, the consultant of the division is Australian, and the director is European. I could improve my English conversation skill. I don’t say that my English are great or perfect, but what I would say that I am grateful that I am able to speak in English confidently.

This made me think, why God put me in such a similar situation: loneliness at the workplace, like what I felt in my previous job. But I knew, I had grown up, so I cannot complain.

So this is what I imagine.

I remember that a few months ago – or a year ago – I told God how I really wish to work abroad. I am dying to go abroad and working anywhere in the world, especially in the countries which English is their first language. I had already applied, but no response from anywhere. So I gave up. It is true that when you are getting out from the country that is not your birth country, it’s just too difficult for you to get in again. But no regret.

Until I got this job in Indosat, which forced me to work individually and speak English every time.

Last night when I was thinking why God put me into a worse situation as before, a thought came into my mind: perhaps this is a preparation for me to be able to live abroad.

Living abroad is much harder than living here. Friends will be much harder to find. When you work, you work independently, focusing on your own role, and it would be harder for me to ask around freely. Language will be the first barrier if you don’t get used to it. Struggle happens on the road when you are going to the office. Family is so far away, and you can’t rely on them anymore. Basically, you are on your own.

Well, that makes sense if God is really put me into a preparation.

I believe when God put someone in a hard situation, that doesn’t mean that the future would be easier. This year is the year when my level is up, like in the game.

My last 1.5 years in GfK was so much struggle, so much tears and pain, and I won’t be the same as I was now. No tears although there will be a pain. I am here to grow, since I remember one of my resolution of the year was “go out (well, actually this means I go abroad, but hasn’t fulfilled yet), and grow more”. I am willing to learn the hard way, because I had experienced how God’s grace is a blessing in disguise.

So, teach me and prepare me to something greater you had planned for my future, God.

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Author: Irene A.K.A Irin

I am just an ordinary girl who lives in the extraordinary world.. I'm not used with the talking thingy, so I'd prefer to write all my thoughts and my feelings.. I dream a lot, I imagine a lot.. I love to sing, I love to dance, and I love to smile.. It's not a perfect world, but imagination has brought me to enjoy the perfect world.. Know me well from my writings, not my talking.. I speak through fingers, not mouth.. And the most important thing is, the truth that I am my Big Daddy's daughter.. "I am broken and lost, but by God's grace, I have found"

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