December 15, 2017. This day will stay cemented in my brain for the rest of my life. That was the day our lives got rattled and turned upside down or so we thought. The kids and I used to have a ritual on Fridays. I would get up with dad and take him to work so we could have the car and we could do our usual ‘Fun Friday’ activities. These activities would include grocery shopping math, picking up craft supplies at our local craft store, hit up a park, etc. Our ‘school day’ was much more relaxed on this day and we used our experiences through the day as our classroom. Our errands were done when it was time to pick dad back up from work.
On December 15th, not only did our routine get disrupted but our lives changed. We had just stopped at Biggby to treat ourselves to a coffee and were heading into Joann’s to grab some last minute craft supplies to finish off some Christmas gifts. We LOVE homemade Christmas!!! I remember standing in the aisle with the Styrofoam when out of the blue I received a FaceTime call. Hmmm. Strange. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and it was my husband. Me thinking to myself, this is early for him to be calling. I picked it up. The look on his face was absolutely dreadful. The look of sheer pain and agony was written across his face. My heart just sunk and a complete numbness crept up and enveloped my whole body. Although he didn’t need to tell me what happened, the look was enough evidence to tell the story, I listened anyway. He continued by muttering that he needed to be picked up because he had just been fired. Our kiddos could tell by the look on my face and our exit of the store that there was something terribly wrong.
The drive to pick him up is only about 10-15 minutes away but on that day it seemed like eternity. I just wanted to get to my husband and lift up his crushed soul and surround him with the love of his family. It’s never a good feeling to get canned but for men it’s different than a lot of us women. There’s pride connected with it along with the sense of responsibility that has been instilled ever since the beginning of time. The men are the hunters and gatherers. They bring home the bacon. He knew this day, his day, was coming as there were many before him. His service of 13 years had come to an end and there we were, just the four of us, sitting in the parking lot of his now, former employer, completely jobless but hugging him and giving him the love and support that he richly deserves because of all of the time, effort and dedication that he put into this place. It was so completely shocking at first thinking, “Wow, this is a bit frightening. Two parents, raising a family, with pets, a car payment and a mortgage payment on top of all the other bills we have and we are JOBLESS.” I had left my teaching position to come home and homeschool our two kids. I do get a thank you check from Young Living but it just covers our wellness box that we receive monthly. It was almost hard to wrap my brain around this. We were jobless. Along with the other hundreds of thoughts running through my mind I’m thinking, “Did we got too comfortable? Maybe we got cocky? Maybe we thought we were invincible? Or maybe was this a blessing?”
Once the shock wore off and feeling came back into our bodies our first plan of action was prayer. I grabbed our bottle of Believe essential oil and had everyone rub it on them then prayed, “Dear Heavenly Father, You are so precious to us. We laud and magnify Your glory. Lord, we just want to thank you for the provision that You have given to us all these years and allowing daddy to give his service to this company. Lord, we know that you were already here before us and have the perfect plan for us. Your plan is always so much better than ours. Lord, we ask that you give us comfort and support during this time and to guide our steps. In your name we pray, Amen!
Our joblessness was WHERE we were. It wasn’t WHO we were. We didn’t let our situation define us. Also, we didn’t worry. We are God’s children and He commands us not to worry. “Therefore, I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?” Matthew 6:25-27
There comes times in life when you get too comfortable. You’re afraid to move out of that comfort zone you’re in to improve yourself. God has that tendency to move you even when you’re not ready. He shakes things up so the pieces can fit better in our lives. Would worrying help us get a job? Absolutely not. Would worry put food on the table for us? Nope! God did! “For I know that plans that I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:11-13
So stop worrying and have Faith! Like my momma always says, “Everything will work out, it always does.” She’s right. It always does. It may not be exactly the way that WE want but it’s the way that God has it planned. God is previous. He’s already there waiting on you to call on Him. He provided my husband with a position where he is valued so much more as a person. They look up to him and he is under way less stress than before. This makes for a happier and healthier husband and daddy.
Blessings to you friend. May you be grateful, have faith and live Oola. Until we meet again, keep your eyes and your heart on our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Amen.