So, I'm in another part of life that requires patience...waiting. I'm waiting on Sampson. Waiting on God. Waiting on opportunity. Waiting on security. Just waiting.
I'm not as completely freaked out as I expected myself to be. This is the second time this year that I find myself without a job. I used to apply to about thirty different jobs a week a year or two ago. But earlier this year, when a good job as a book publisher went under, I applied at different places--but I also took a number a man from Mardel gave me. I called it and scheduled an appointment at a temp agency. I was put on a temporary project with Chesapeake not a week later. The pay was the same as my job as a publisher. I thought I might even get a chance to be hired on.
It was a good seven month run, the same amount of time I was with On Demand Books. I wasn't cut when most people (about half) were, and my original prayer of making it to September was answered. Praise God for His graciousness in that. I made it as far as is comfortable. We have enough savings to last us about two months, and I'm already applying for jobs as we speak, so I can get hired on in November after I have Sampy. I'm not stressed like I thought I would be. God has taken care of Breck and me. He will continue to do so.
All the same, prayers are always greatly appreciated. The support of a brother or sister with prayer is always uplifting, and it makes this sometimes hard battle of faith easier.
I remember when I praised God about getting the Chesapeake job earlier this year, an Atheist man asked me why I was giving glory to God about a job I busted my tail to earn, and a job that I was perfectly qualified for, so why was I surprised about getting it?
I spent the first year out of college married, working for $9/hr, and I was the only one working for six months, too. It was rough. There were weeks we went without groceries to make rent. We ate potatoes and macaroni. That's it. I applied for every job I could, but no matter how many times I called back or no matter what I applied for, I wasn't getting any response.
Mind you, I know that I'm not the only person who experienced this. We are in the middle of a Great Recession, and I know plenty of people with degrees applying for the same $10/hr jobs I was. It didn't matter what your experience was, no one was hiring. They were hiring administrative assistants with master's degrees. Isn't that funny? Getting paid $10/hr with a master's degree? So, all of us new graduates had no chance at what traditionally has been reserved for entry level college graduates. All of the experienced workers from across the nation faced lay offs, and guess what? They came to Oklahoma for jobs...even jobs that they wouldn't want, such as secretarial and administrative jobs. And the college kids like me? We were stuck waiting tables, waiting for our turn to jump on any ladder that had nothing to do with sales. And believe me, there weren't any at the time.
I only had two interviews in that first year after college, after applying at hundreds of places. I finally remember telling God, "Okay, I get it. I'm not going anywhere. You want me to wait? I'll wait." Within a month I was told of an opportunity with On Demand Books. My music minister and friend, Darrell, let me know about it. I was one of three people interviewed, and I got the job.
Sadly, the company had to close their locations, and mine was the first to go. It was just the wrong time to introduce printing and publishing when iPads and Kindles were taking over the market. Print readership is down and will continue to decline, so in all reality, I shouldn't have been surprised. My professors warned me of things like this in 2007 when I entered the journalism program at UCO. They were right. It's only going to continue changing, and traditional media is going to die out if it doesn't evolve with the rest of the world.
So, after being let go, I was ready for the long haul. I knew it could be a while before I found a job that would provide for my family like I needed. But a week later, God came through. It had nothing to do with me. In fact, the less I worry about what I have no control over, the more room for God to do something amazing. I'm excited to see what He will do with this one. :)
Two or three years ago, I would be having a mental and emotional breakdown over this. I would be destroyed. But I'm grateful for the growth that I couldn't achieve without Him. The peace I have right now is not of me. It isn't my nature. I'm a neurotic and obsessive person. I'm a control freak. But when I let these things go and put them in His hands, I'm free. I can only do what I can, and believe me, I'm applying for jobs and looking for ways to provide for my family, but I also know that what God wants for me will happen. I cannot change His will, and freaking out and acting out of desperation only tells Him that I don't believe He'll take care of me.
I'm glad He has taken care of me over the past few years, and I'm glad for the peace He gives me now. I'm glad I'm not in control. I don't want to be.
I'm not as completely freaked out as I expected myself to be. This is the second time this year that I find myself without a job. I used to apply to about thirty different jobs a week a year or two ago. But earlier this year, when a good job as a book publisher went under, I applied at different places--but I also took a number a man from Mardel gave me. I called it and scheduled an appointment at a temp agency. I was put on a temporary project with Chesapeake not a week later. The pay was the same as my job as a publisher. I thought I might even get a chance to be hired on.
It was a good seven month run, the same amount of time I was with On Demand Books. I wasn't cut when most people (about half) were, and my original prayer of making it to September was answered. Praise God for His graciousness in that. I made it as far as is comfortable. We have enough savings to last us about two months, and I'm already applying for jobs as we speak, so I can get hired on in November after I have Sampy. I'm not stressed like I thought I would be. God has taken care of Breck and me. He will continue to do so.
All the same, prayers are always greatly appreciated. The support of a brother or sister with prayer is always uplifting, and it makes this sometimes hard battle of faith easier.
I remember when I praised God about getting the Chesapeake job earlier this year, an Atheist man asked me why I was giving glory to God about a job I busted my tail to earn, and a job that I was perfectly qualified for, so why was I surprised about getting it?
I spent the first year out of college married, working for $9/hr, and I was the only one working for six months, too. It was rough. There were weeks we went without groceries to make rent. We ate potatoes and macaroni. That's it. I applied for every job I could, but no matter how many times I called back or no matter what I applied for, I wasn't getting any response.
Mind you, I know that I'm not the only person who experienced this. We are in the middle of a Great Recession, and I know plenty of people with degrees applying for the same $10/hr jobs I was. It didn't matter what your experience was, no one was hiring. They were hiring administrative assistants with master's degrees. Isn't that funny? Getting paid $10/hr with a master's degree? So, all of us new graduates had no chance at what traditionally has been reserved for entry level college graduates. All of the experienced workers from across the nation faced lay offs, and guess what? They came to Oklahoma for jobs...even jobs that they wouldn't want, such as secretarial and administrative jobs. And the college kids like me? We were stuck waiting tables, waiting for our turn to jump on any ladder that had nothing to do with sales. And believe me, there weren't any at the time.
I only had two interviews in that first year after college, after applying at hundreds of places. I finally remember telling God, "Okay, I get it. I'm not going anywhere. You want me to wait? I'll wait." Within a month I was told of an opportunity with On Demand Books. My music minister and friend, Darrell, let me know about it. I was one of three people interviewed, and I got the job.
Sadly, the company had to close their locations, and mine was the first to go. It was just the wrong time to introduce printing and publishing when iPads and Kindles were taking over the market. Print readership is down and will continue to decline, so in all reality, I shouldn't have been surprised. My professors warned me of things like this in 2007 when I entered the journalism program at UCO. They were right. It's only going to continue changing, and traditional media is going to die out if it doesn't evolve with the rest of the world.
So, after being let go, I was ready for the long haul. I knew it could be a while before I found a job that would provide for my family like I needed. But a week later, God came through. It had nothing to do with me. In fact, the less I worry about what I have no control over, the more room for God to do something amazing. I'm excited to see what He will do with this one. :)
Two or three years ago, I would be having a mental and emotional breakdown over this. I would be destroyed. But I'm grateful for the growth that I couldn't achieve without Him. The peace I have right now is not of me. It isn't my nature. I'm a neurotic and obsessive person. I'm a control freak. But when I let these things go and put them in His hands, I'm free. I can only do what I can, and believe me, I'm applying for jobs and looking for ways to provide for my family, but I also know that what God wants for me will happen. I cannot change His will, and freaking out and acting out of desperation only tells Him that I don't believe He'll take care of me.
I'm glad He has taken care of me over the past few years, and I'm glad for the peace He gives me now. I'm glad I'm not in control. I don't want to be.
