It is something we all struggle with or have struggled with at one time or another. When we don’t want to play nice in the sandbox, pack up our toys and go home. How do we walk out God’s purpose for our life, when we hate our work environment? How are we salt without being salty, and light without burning those with our high powered laser beams of death? All joking aside it is hard to be salt and light in this dark world when it's raining on our life. You feel the pressure of multiple emotions all at the same time, over your job, feeling guilt and shame for not being patient, and frustrated and blissfully hoping that Jesus is coming back tomorrow so you don't have to go back into that work environment. My first time I hated my job, I mean really hated my job, was when I was twenty-seven. I was a home care nurse and my manager was picking me apart, now I won’t go into the reasons, but I was getting my butt handed to me at least once a week on how I wasn’t measuring u