The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, blessed be the Name of the Lord….poignant words, I heard them recited as I listened an episode of Adventures in Odyssey about the life of Job. It was Thursday morning and I was completing my normal custodial duties at Tomahawk Elementary. Little did I know that God had been preparing me for events that were to unfold about an hour and half later.
I was preparing to head to the cafeteria to help clean up from breakfast, when my principal asked to see me. My heart jumped wondering, “Am I in trouble? Does she have a teaching position for me? What PALS business do we need to handle?” I waited in her office for about 5 minutes before she arrived, my mind racing the whole time. Well, my principal arrived, closed the door and took me over to her little conference table. She started off by saying, “I have been dreading this day.” Not a good sign! She handed me a letter that let me know that due to budget cuts, my PALS job was gone. I could keep cleaning 15 hours a week, but that’s all I would have. She was pleased with my performance and was sad to let me go. I almost made out it of her office without crying, almost. She gave me a hug and a tissue and then I bolted down the hall.
I was noticeably upset and my co-worker noticed and tried to stop me. I quickly grabbed my clothes bag and headed to the bathroom to assume my other identity from my “cleaning clothes” to my “teacher clothes” for my PALS job. My co-worker found me in the bathroom and listened as I talked and cried. All could think was, “I worked so hard for nothing!” After cleaning up my face, I went on to help proctor SOL testing, which is rather quiet and tends to make one feel sleepy and gave me time to think. In fact, I proctored Thursday and Friday morning and had lots of time to think. The verse came back to mind, “The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, blessed be the Name of the Lord.” While losing my job has been painful, God has comforted me with those words and words from Amy Grant’s new album, “Somewhere Down the Road” which I received in the mail last weekend. (Isn’t it funny how God brings us what we need before we need it?)
These words kept repeating in my mind from, “Somewhere Down the Road”
“Somewhere down the road,
There’ll be answers to the questions,
Somewhere down the road,
Though we cannot see it now.”
“Overnight” also greatly comforted me!
“So, you’ve handed in your resignation,
contemplatin’ why nothin’ turns out right.
A little fed up with all the disappointments,
so what’s the point in wastin’ any time?
It’s only temporary, so what’s your hurry?
No need to worry. Don’t you know that,
If it all just happened overnight,
you wouldn’t know how much it means?
If it all just happened overnight,
you would never learn to believe
in what you cannot see,
what you cannot see.
I feel like pace is at a standstill.
Do I wait till it falls into my hands?
A long highway ahead, gettin’ started.
Steady hearted, is what I think I am.
There’s somethin’ to be said for experience.
Who knows what’s ahead. Keep on goin’.
So friends, I ask for your prayers for my co-workers and myself as we have been laid off due to economic hard times. I hold no animosity towards my school or anyone, I’m just sad to be leaving a place that my heart has come to love dearly and where I have also been loved! I don’t know what is next. I know God has plans for me, but right now, I don’t know what they are. It’s been a long year and I thought I would reach out and be able to hold my medal (a teaching job) at the end of the year. And now, I’m almost there with no prize at the finish line. But thankfully, my Father is still faithful and my school family has wrapped me in love and hugs beyond my expectations. So right now, I praying for faith to believe and that “somewhere down the road, there’ll be answers”.
Psalm 145:19, “He fulfills the desires of those who fear Him; he hears their cry and saves them.