I’m keeping my hands up. So it’s 2013. I’m Daniel Fast-ing it. First week, my contract at work is not extended. My boss doesn’t bother to tell me that in about 2 weeks time, I won’t be working for her anymore. I get reamed and written up just to add insult to injury. Other than feeling a bit tender. I’m okay. On New Year’s Even, I already had another job. I’ve got amazing women in my life praying for me and encouraging me. I’m keeping my hands up and don’t wait for my head to hang. Challenging for sure, but I’m not out. He is FOR. ME.