Two Weeks Notice

“Moving on, is a simple thing, what it leaves behind is hard.”

Dave Mustaine


There comes a time in professional life when you realize it’s time for a change. It’s like that dating relationship that you’ve been in for a long time. It might be true love, and you might get married one day… but you’re really just staying because you’re comfortable there.

I’ve been feeling that way in my work for awhile now. I didn’t get into the steel industry because I thought it would fulfill all my desires to do meaningful work,

but I’ve certainly been a part of meaningful projects and work! 

Here I am, five years into a career, and I finally know a thing or two about my industry. Finally know what time to cold call, how to negotiate the best deal, and how many 18” cuts you can get out of a 24’ piece of tube (16 pieces) , and how many 8 x 8” squares you can get out of a 48″ x 96″ plate (72 pieces if you didn’t know.).. And these last five years have seen me through significant life changes

  • First Move Away from Home All Alone
  • First Apartment, First Budget, First Major Financial Breakdown
  • First Date with a Boy I would marry
  • An Engagement
  • A Marvelous, super awesome Wedding
  • First Year of Marriage (also awesome!)

In all of that transition, there were two things that remained constant:

God was always with me!! (all praise, honor, and glory be to my sweet Abba for this!) 


I would always be at West Memphis Steel Monday-Friday from 8am-5pm.

Talk about stability..


But I started looking in the job market. Just wondering what life could be like outside of steel selling, and boom. Someone made me an offer.

So after prayerful consideration, I jump in. Yes.

You don’t really know what it’s going to feel like when you leave a place… until you do.

And if you’re someone like me, you give your heart and soul to your work. I’m a “give it all you got” kinda gal. I try to abide by Paul’s words, 

“Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men..” Colossians 3:23

so when I tell you that I gave West Memphis Steel my best self, I really did.

As I’m preparing for this new job, and tying up loose ends with my current one…

Here’s what I’m learning about leaving a place (and people, especially people) you love.

Never Ever Burn a Bridge (you just may need to go back one day)

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My momma has always said this, and I couldn’t agree more. If and when you leave a company, be sure you leave on good terms. If you haven’t given the company your best work, then be honest and apologize for not being a good fit. If you’ve felt you’ve done good work, then thank all your leaders for the opportunity to grow a skillset (and for getting a paycheck.) even if they weren’t the greatest to you. Either way you go, don’t leave yelling and cussing because there just may come a time when you will need that old job back or need to call in a favor…so leave on good terms. The proverbs say it is better to have a good name than riches… so be sure that Name is still intact on your last day.


Leave a place better than when you started

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I know you may feel like a small cog in a large machine, but you have the power to create change. You can choose efficiency, positivity,  problem solving, and you can choose to create value. The best influencers don’t need permission, they take ownership. Lead by doing your work first (as best as you can!), streamline it, and teach it. Serve your team! Your attitude every day should be, What one thing can I do today to make this thing better?

Your Last 2 Weeks > Your First 2 Weeks 


There have been so many things I’ve wanted to accomplish in these last two weeks. Don’t let any conversation or positive action that you could accomplish for your team or company go unsaid or undone. What’s the worst that can happen, you get fired?


Gratitude is the parent of all virtues 

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If you’re like me, you LOVE and adore some of your coworkers, and then there are a handful of them that you could strangle with your bare hands. (no, that’s just me?) Either way, you have probably learned something from the people who you have worked with and from the people you have worked for. Either way, take a moment to write out a thank-you note. Gratitude precedes all great works.

Touch Base every so often

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My baby boomer coworker, Doug, always makes fun of me for saying “I was just reaching out to you” or “I wanted to touch base with you because..” He laughs and says that is such a millennial thing. (Baby boomers apparently just say I’ll call you.) Whichever word you use, be sure to check in with your old crew occasionally. You spent a significant part of your life investing in the people, the processes, and the success, so be sure to get an update from them every once in awhile. No one is harmed when you reach out…

And with all that said about my last two weeks at a job I love, with a company I love, and with people I will profoundly miss….


What are your thoughts on giving your two weeks notice?

Night to Shine & Mark 11


Tim Tebow hosts an international event called Night to Shine on the Friday before Valentine’s day every year. It is a grand prom night for people with special needs, and thousands of volunteers come together to make this night possible.  If you’ve never heard of the event before, just check this video out for some inspiration.


Last Friday night, I had the opportunity to be the date of one of the girls with special needs who had been invited to the prom. My date was so excited about the night. She had a gorgeous dress on, and had spent “12 hours in rollers” to achieve beautiful curls for the night. It was her first prom experience, and I was overjoyed that I would get to share this experience with her. Continue reading

A note to begin Mark 11

One of my bible professors used to have a saying. At times he would say,

“Class, today we are going to water ski.”

This implied that our teacher would be giving us a high-level presentation with many facts but little depth. We would learn the basics, but avoid going into tedious details on every subject. We would just skim the surface of his topic, hence the term water skiing. At other times, he would arrive in class and boldly announce, 

“Class, today we are going to scuba dive.”

This implied that we were diving deep into his material, and we would be required to know a great deal about this particular subject. We would need to learn far more than the basic facts on the scuba diving subjects.

This analogy is helpful when thinking about how we’ve been reading Mark. Continue reading

The Apron Shirt & Mark 10

It was a humid Wednesday evening, and I was getting ready to go to bible study. I caught a glimpse of my blue jeans and white t-shirt in the mirror, and knew that it would do little to impress the cute boy I liked at bible study.

I decided to layer a red racer-back tank top over my white t-shirt. I sprayed on some perfume, put on some earrings, and a swipe of lip gloss. Finally satisfied with my appearance, I walk across the street to the house our bible study group meets in.


This picture is what I was going for only my tank was red!

Immediately upon my arrival, the Dasher’s young daughter runs over to give me a hug.

“Shelby! Have you been baking?” she asks me curiously.

“Why?” I say, “Do I smell like cookies or something?”

“No! You’ve got an apron on!” she says laughing.

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The Resurrected Life Trailer & Mark 9

What is heaven like? The question we all find ourselves asking over the course of our life. We imagine all the foods, people, and hobbies we love being there.We envision God and Jesus on a throne. A really cool but long worship concert.A big feast.

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But truthfully we don’t have a clear picture of what heaven will be like. And the Bible doesn’t give very many details. It makes very clear that it’s a life we want, but doesn’t give away all the secrets. 

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Revitalize your Quiet Time in 2019

I started working out at the beginning of 2018. In addition to my 45 minutes HIT workouts, I’ve started running after all my workouts. I started a few months ago until I could finally run a full mile without dying. The progress was slow, but I was consistent. Each week I’d run a little farther, and be a little less tired. No matter how cold it was. No matter how rainy. No matter how tired. Continue reading

Aslan & Mark 8

My grandfather was an avid reader. My Pop would always lie on the couch, munching on a fried bologna sandwich, while thumbing the pages of a worn-out book. (he did all of this without his teeth, I might add.) My sisters and I often spent summer days with my grandparents and I would borrow books from his collection and munch on bologna sandwiches with him. One of the most delightful book series I came across was The Chronicles of Narnia, by C.S Lewis. One of the series of books was called The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.


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We saw but fire


“He sat by a fire of seven-fold heat,
As He watched by the precious ore,
And closer He bent with a searching gaze
As He heated it more and more.
He knew He had ore that could stand the test,
And He wanted the finest gold
To mold as a crown for the King to wear,
Set with gems with a price untold.
So He laid our gold in the burning fire,
Tho’ we fain would have said Him ‘Nay,’
And He watched the dross that we had not seen,
And it melted and passed away.
And the gold grew brighter and yet more bright,
But our eyes were so dim with tears,
We saw but the fire–not the Master’s hand,
And questioned with anxious fears.
Yet our gold shone out with a richer glow,
As it mirrored a Form above,
That bent o’er the fire, tho’ unseen by us,
With a look of ineffable love.
Can we think that it pleases His loving heart
To cause us a moment’s pain?
Ah, no! but He saw through the present cross
The bliss of eternal gain.
So He waited there with a watchful eye,
With a love that is strong and sure,
And His gold did not suffer a bit more heat,
Than was needed to make it pure.”


Poem by Arthur Tappan Pierson

The Lottery & Mark 7

The Lottery, by Shirley Jackson, is a short story that was first published in the New Yorker in the summer of 1948. It is notable for being one of the “best short stories” in American Literature. I will briefly summarize the plot, but you might also consider reading the full story when you have time. It’s simply brilliant.

The lottery begins in a small New England village of about 300 people. The opening narrative begins with children gathering stones while the adults of the town begin to prepare for an annual ritual which is supposed to ensure a good harvest.  Continue reading