Need is a big word. I need work. I don’t need just any work although I certainly would understand any job. I need work that I will earn a sufficient income for my children and me to live comfortably. I don’t think that is asking too much. I would like work with flexible hours that I can work a majority of the time from home. That doesn’t seem out of line considering the internet, online scheduling, online meeting sites and Skype. I work well alone. I work well with others. I just work better when I can set my own schedule, meet my deadlines and work in a space I feel creative in.
I’m not afraid of working. Someone mentioned this to me when I told them the kind of work I was looking for. I like work. Work would be something very productive for me. I would enjoy the benefits of full time work. It isn’t that I wouldn’t take any work available. I’ll wait tables if I have to, it’s just that at this point in my life, I know that now is the time for me to work at the work I’ve always wanted to work at. I can’t fall back on something else or I will lose the point of work.
I pray every day for work. I ask God for work that will provide an income for my children and me. My daily mediation today was:
Matthew 7: 7-8 NIRV
“Ask, and it will be given to you. Search, and you will find. Knock, and the door will be opened to you. Everyone who asks will receive. He who searches will find. The door will be opened to the one who knocks.
Daily, I visualize myself working. I see it. I smell it. I hear it. I taste it. I know what it feels like to do the kind of work I am called to do. I visualize my paychecks coming in. I see myself making wise and thoughtful financial decision concerning the money I earn from work. I hear the words I will say about my work. I know the joy of a successful day of work. I have faith that this will happen. I have been given a promise by Christ.
I ask God, “so why hasn’t it happened, yet?”
On Friday the 13 2012, my 16 year old daughter smashed my car. She hit a parked truck. No one was injured. Praise the Lord. It was dark. The street light on the part of the road wasn’t working. There were no lines painted on the road. The most experienced driver could have done the same thing. Still the car is smashed and she got a ticket.
This is God’s promise; our heavenly Father knows what we need.
Matthew 6:7-8 CEV
When you pray, don’t talk on and on as people do who don’t know God. They think God likes to hear long prayers. Don’t be like them. Your Father knows what you need before you ask.
After the accident, my daughter could not reach me. She tried to call me several times. The call didn’t come through to my phone. Thinking of whom else she could call, my daughter called a good friend. Beth was supervising the library event my daughter and son had attended that evening. In minutes, Beth and another adult were with them.
It wasn’t until Beth arrived and the police had been called that I received the text and phone messages. I am certain that the calls didn’t come through sooner because God was in control. We live about 30 minutes outside of the city. Our only vehicle was smashed. I had no way to get into town to help my children. God knew this and provided someone we trust to be with them. He had sent the help that was needed before I knew we needed it. Beth helped call the police and stayed with them through the entire event. She, willingly, brought them home.
After I heard my children’s voices and knew they would soon be home safely I made a call. The call was to my good friend and neighbor. I told her what had happened and asked if by chance, they had a car I could use for a day or two. After talking with her husband my friend said, “yes.” On Sunday, my friend would be leaving town for the week and wouldn’t need her van. Not only could we have it for a day or two but we could use it for the week. She brought it to me at 11:00 p.m. No problem, no worries. God knew what I needed before I knew I needed it.
Saturday brought calls to the insurance. The first question I heard from the agent was, “Is everyone all right?” What a wonderful, beautiful question. “Yes, everyone is fine, a little shook up, but fine.” The insurance would cover the cost. The deductible would be covered by our safe driving record. Even more spectacular, the owner of the truck is a friend from church. The insurance adjuster is a friend also. Everything would be taken care of. No problem, no worries. God knew.
A week has passed and my friend needs her car back. Another friend is lending me hers. I am thankful. I drive her car knowing it is only temporary. I visualize my van being returned to me. No smashes, no dents, new paint, all nice. I visualize myself driving my van and thinking “how nice it is to be in my own car, again.” I have faith that this will happen. I’ve been given a promise by the insurance adjuster and the auto body shop owner.
I ask “so why hasn’t it happened, yet? Why don’t I have my car?”
The answer, “because the parts are on order. Once the parts are ready the repairs will begin. When the repairs are finished, we’ll call you.”
So why haven’t I gotten that work, yet? The work I keep searching and applying for. The work I need to support my children and me. The work I know God has prepared for me.
Same answer, “Because the parts are on order. Once the parts are ready the repairs will begin. When the repairs are finished, they’ll call you.”
Philippians’ 4:19 NKJV
And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.
Matthew 6:31-33 CEV
Don’t worry and ask yourselves, “Will we have anything to eat? Will we have anything to drink? Will we have any clothes to wear?”Only people who don’t know God are always worrying about such things. Your Father in heaven knows that you need all of these. But more than anything else put God’s work first and do what he wants. Then the other things will be yours as well.
Follow Up: Yes, I am working. Yes, several events have transpired since the smashed car incident. Through all of the adversity my prayer life has become stronger. My Pastor and boss, Steve Earnshaw has suggested we take back the Sabbath through prayer. Many of us live too busy of lives to “Honor the Sabbath” by taking it off. Instead Pastor Earnshaw suggests we pray throughout the day. Setting aside certain times to stop whatever we are in the midst of, quiet our minds and pray. I like it. I will be praying the Sabbath.