“Thank You.” I’ve spoken these two little words to the LORD many times over the past few months. Being unemployed, after working at a beloved job for many years, has led me to a place of deep dependency on the LORD’s provision.
I know that I know that He is going to bring me a job that is just right for me. What I don’t know is when that will be and what the road to restored employment looks like.
Philippians 4:6-7 (NIV) says: Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
The promises that these verses hold are amazing – a peace which I can’t fathom – yes, please, that’s what my soul craves.
I’m praying and thanking Him. My thank you’s have included gratitude for the job He’s going to bring and for the hope I have that a job is coming, as well as thankfulness that I’m not forgotten and that my identity is in Jesus.
In these seasons where life is heavy and uncertain, it’s easy to feel a little sorry for ourselves. It takes being intentional to not go near that slippery slope of self-pity.
The truth is that I am seen and known. And, I am wildly loved by Jesus who shed His blood so that I can have eternal life and abundant life here on earth.
Living in tandem with Jesus and embracing His upside down Kingdom means that what sometimes seems “bad” can actually be really “good.”
In The Way of Abundance by Ann Voskamp, Ann shares a story about her son causing a minor accident and the shame he feels about this incident. Ann’s wise husband states, “From where we stand, we can’t see whether something’s good or bad. All we can see is God is sovereign and always good, working all things for good.”
Reading these words brought me comfort. Maybe losing my job will turn out to be one of the greatest blessings of my life. There may be new friendships made and ministry opportunities that wouldn’t have come if my old job had continued.
And, when those tough moments come, like they did recently, while out for a walk, a litany of thank you’s came without a pause in between.
Thank you that you don’t think I’m a loser.
Thank you that you’re not going to leave me destitute.
Thank you that you’re walking through this with me.
Thank you that you see me.
My fear and trepidation fled in the wake of gratitude. I found the strength and peace to walk back home, knowing that He IS with me and for me. And, He WILL provide in a way that only He can. And, for that, I say a BIG "Thank You."