An amazing thing happened a few weeks ago. Alicia and I had submitted our resignations as co-managers of the independent senior living community where we were working, and during our final week resident after resident told us how much our year there had touched their lives. Though they supported our decision for slowing down, they would miss us terribly. Whether they identified whatever impact we made as God-given, as the presence of the Holy Spirit, or not, we were both deeply touched.
Back home in MO the senior care referral agency position in Springfield was developing. Should be an easy gig – 40 hours a week instead of the 55+ we’d been used to – working from home in the comfort of PJs, with a couple days a week making sales calls. They liked me, I liked them, nice cocooned job. We were both about to say ‘I do’ until the agency’s corporate office implemented a hiring freeze 2 weeks before I was to begin training. No new employees in the foreseeable future.
What’s going on, Father?
Needing a little additional income, Alicia and I applied as part-time relief managers with our former employer. No hesitation on their part! A couple of phone calls later we were re-hired, but working only 2 weeks a month. Back to helping seniors.
In reflecting on this zig-zag in our perfectly made plans, along with prayer and reading the Word, it seems our next assignment in the kingdom is back out among the lives of people needing Jesus. And yes, there will be enough income to continue being a giver, a provider. Maybe we can also be a goer.