God Knew Where I Belonged

Ever since I came to Qatar, I've been exposed to different cultures, different personalities, and different ways of life. One question people have asked me over and over again is, "Which country is better, Saudi Arabia or Qatar?"

Without hesitation, I always answer, Saudi Arabia.

People are often surprised by my answer, especially because I am currently working in Qatar. But I've never believed that choosing one country over another is about which one is richer or more modern. Sometimes, it's simply about where your heart found peace.

To be honest, coming to Qatar was never part of my long-term plan. Before I decided to work abroad again, I received several good offers from Saudi Arabia. They were better opportunities on paper.

So why did I choose Qatar?

Believe it or not, one of the biggest reasons was incredibly simple.

I had never flown with Qatar Airways.

Yes, that's really it.

Some people laughed when I told them that. Others thought I was joking. But it's the truth. I had always wanted to experience flying with Qatar Airways, and somehow that tiny curiosity became one of the reasons I accepted the job here. Funny how life-changing decisions can begin with something so small.

When I first arrived, I was assigned to a laser medical center and trained there for two weeks. At first, everything seemed fine. But then my migraines came back.

And when I say migraines, I don't mean an ordinary headache. 

They were the kind that made me feel like my head was going to explode. The pain became so unbearable that there were moments when I found myself pressing or even banging my head against the wall, hoping the pain would somehow ease. It wasn't an exaggeration. It was my reality.

I spoke to my boss about what I was going through, and thankfully, I was transferred to a polyclinic in Lusail.

The workload was lighter, and I thought maybe everything would finally fall into place.

But sometimes, the real challenge is not the work. 

It's the people.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, little by little, people's true colors began to show. The workplace became emotionally exhausting. There were many nights when I wanted to write my resignation letter and walk away for good.

The only reason I stayed was because they kept telling me there would be no one to replace me if I left.

Looking back now, I don't think staying was about the job anymore.

It was where God wanted to grow my faith.

During those difficult days, my prayers changed. I stopped asking God to make my life easier. Instead, I prayed for people.

I prayed, "Lord please don't let anyone disrespect me or hurt me whether physically or emotionally. Give them peace in their hearts, and let them come to know that You are God. And if it is Your will, please Lord send me a new colleague. Anyone, as long as that person loves You. Someone I can talk to, someone who will encourage me, and someone who will never intentionally hurt me. Let this person be a reminder that kindness still exists, and that You never leave those who put their trust in You."

And little by little...

God answered every single prayer.

Not all at once, but one prayer at a time.

Eventually, the day came when it was finally time for me to leave that place.

It was bittersweet.

Not because I wanted to stay, but because that difficult season changed me forever.

My relationship with God will never be the same because of everything I experienced there. My faith became stronger. My prayers became deeper. I learned to depend on Him instead of my own strength.

Then God opened another door.

A better one.

Today, I can honestly say that I have finally found where I belong.

It wasn't luck. 

It wasn't perfect timing.

It was God's timing.

He chose this place for me.

He prepared it long before I ever knew it existed.

My new workplace has been one of His greatest gifts. I met genuinely kind people, people who make the atmosphere lighter and the days easier. I truly hope they see me as a friend too, because I already consider them mine. I treat people as sincerely as I know how, and I thank God that He surrounded me with people who remind me that goodness still exists.

For the first time in a long time, I genuinely love where I am.

And every day, my prayer is simple.

Lord, thank You for leading me exactly where You wanted me to be. Please keep me here as long as this is where I belong. And if I ever need to leave again, let it only be because You are leading me somewhere even better. Never let me go back to a place where I no longer belong.

Because sometimes, the greatest blessing isn't finding the perfect job.

It's finding the place where God intended you to grow.

Goodnight.💛