It seemed to start out like any old normal Wednesday. There was work to do, which was a welcomed change at the office lately. For the past few weeks, it has been difficult to find work you could bill your time to. It was also about that time for the six month employee performance reviews. So far, over the past two years that I’ve been there, each review was good and each review was better than the last.
My wife took the dog to the vet that morning and called to complain that the vet bill was higher than expected. I told her not to worry, that I felt that God was about to do something big and was going to bless us in a mighty way real soon. I could feel it.
That seemed to calm her down and make her feel better, and I was able to get back to the task at hand. I would finish this task before the end of the day, and I had no idea what I was going to get to do next. There just wasn’t much work to go around. Even some of the draftsmen in the office were organizing and archiving old drawings and files. Not much billable time.
As I mentioned, it was about time for the six month reviews, so when the boss poked his head in my door and asked me to come see him when I get a minute, I figured that was the reason.
When I got to his office, things began as usual, until he uttered the words, “I’m sorry…but there just isn’t any work, and there is no telling when things will pick back up, and we have to let some people go”.
He said some nice things, which didn’t seem to matter too much since I can’t remember much after that. He made some minor chit-chat and talked about some of the things I’m good at and some things that I excel at, sort of as if he was giving me the performance review anyway. He even asked me, concerning the many tasks I performed there, “What part of the job do you enjoy doing the most?”
“It doesn’t really matter now, does it?”
“I guess not.”
As I left his office to go pack up my own office, I couldn’t help but wonder if I had answered his question differently, would it have changed anything? Was there a specific answer he needed that would have allowed me to go back to my office, keep my job and resume working? I dunno. It’s a little late for that now.
I remembered what I said to my wife that morning. “God is going to bless us. He's going to do something big, real soon. I can feel it.”
But I certainly didn't expect this!
Once in my office, preparing to pack, I looked up and said, “Okay God. Your turn.”
I was reminded of how it is often said that when He closes a door, He opens a window, or perhaps another door. On the long drive home, I began thinking that if God is going to bless us through this, then it is possible He had to remove the one obstacle that would have hindered my decision to accept the blessing He was about to present to us. That obstacle being that job. It was a good place to work, good company, good people. Does this mean He has something even gooder for me? Could be.
After I got home, had dinner and dealt with all the “poor baby” talk, I checked my home e-mail. In it was an e-mail from a recruiter I hadn’t spoken to for over two years, asking about my “current situation” and if I’d be willing to discuss other opportunities. Again, I looked up and said, “Dude, you’re good.”
Long story short, I met with the recruiter on Thursday to discuss what I am looking for and what he could do to help. On the way home from his office, he called me and said there was a company interested in me and could see me right now!
So I changed direction and went. The job and the company wasn’t a good fit, but the guy was great to meet and talk to and said he knew of a company I would be perfect for and gave me names and numbers. So tomorrow morning, first thing, I’ll be making some calls.
“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?” (Matthew 6:26)
God is good. God is in control.
And we’re going to be just fine.