My husband lost his job...
The details are unimportant, trust me, we have run through them 10000x...
End result- no job.
He is our sole financial provider. I stay home full-time as a mother, homemaker, and homeschooling parent. We have 2.5 children- I am 21 weeks pregnant. My husband is devastated.
He is such a good worker. Such an honorable man. Such a "stuffy-shirt" guy (my little brother's way of describing those always-happy-Stepford-type-workers that do everything "for the company").
Kurt has been contacted by employees who wish him well, obviously he must have left for "something much better"- they are shocked to hear he lost his job- it was not his choice. It was not something we saw coming.
If my husband- the man who can turn profits and always be in perfect work mode- can lose his job... is there any safety?
There is, but we will not find it on earth.
This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
-Psalm 34:6
There is safety. There is security. But it comes through Him, not through an employer.
This is hard. Kurt really loved his job, and we were quite comfortable and happy. We are sad.
We do not live in fear for our futures- we are fortunate beyond count and know that we have options. It is mourning the loss of the comfort we were so lucky to have felt. It is the loss of a position and company Kurt loved. It was the loss of our momentary earthly security- an imaginary security that we had come to depend on. But today at Church we were reminded of a scripture in Jacob that spoke loudly of what our priorities need to be:
But before ye seek for riches, seek ye for the kingdom of God. And after ye have obtained a hope in Christ ye shall obtain riches, if ye seek them...
Today I insisted our family keep the Sabbath. We attended Church, we spent time together, and we did a lot of meditation and prayer. This may sound like a simple thing to do- but with so many jobs to apply for and so many contacts to make, it was very difficult for Kurt and I to sit still and meditate on our faith and feelings.
Our Bishop and Home Teachers know of our situation. I told my family and friends. I asked for prayers from members of some of the social media groups to which I belong. My husband is a strong and capable man, but this news has set him back. He is devastated. I humbly ask for prayers for us during this time- especially for him- for comfort.
I have unshakable faith that this happened for a reason. I do not know that reason, and perhaps never will, but I trust The Lord. He has never failed us. He has always had a plan for us. If we are open, His plan will unfold and we will follow.
Thy will be done.
My mind thinks of Jesus. Alone, praying. His words going into the night, "Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done." My trials, and my husband's burdens, are nothing- absolutely nothing- compared to the tiniest fraction of what our Savior experienced. I am strengthened by this. I, too, can shoulder my earthly trial and say, "thine [will] be done."
Jesus did not jump for joy at his trial, but was brave and submitted himself to it fully. He knew that God has a plan, a purpose, for everything- and He knew that He played a part.
God still lives, and he does so many of His works through men on earth. We can be brave. We can remember that our trial has a purpose, and we will humbly submit ourselves. Is it easy? No. Is it comfortable? No. Is it something we are overjoyed to experience? No. However- the peace that comes from knowing that God is in control helps us immensely.
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. -John 14:27
We will get through this. We will be strong. Everything will be alright.
So tonight, we count our blessings. We are literally listing them, one by one, on paper. In our minds we hear the song:
- When upon life's billows you are tempest-tossed, When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings; name them one by one, And it will surprise you what the Lord has done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done. - Are you ever burdened with a load of care? Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?
County your many blessings; ev'ry doubt will fly, And you will be singing as the days go by.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done. - When you look at others with their lands and gold, Think that Christ has promised you his wealth untold.
Count your many blessings; money cannot buy Your reward in heaven nor your home on high.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done. - So amid the conflict, whether great or small, Do not be discouraged; God is over all.
Count your many blessings; angels will attend, Help and comfort give you to your journey's end.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done.
I have been so blessed to have such a warm response to my requests for prayer. I thank every single person who says a prayer on my family's behalf. Every prayer counts, I know it. The small messages, the phone calls, the words of comfort and inspiration- all of them matter. We are blessed. This will pass. And we will be even stronger and better for it somehow.