The Last day of breathing…
Wow, so it’s been 26 days of unemployment and we have not come that far. All that I have learned is don’t get fired from a non-profit because you won’t collect any $ from unemployment. My wife and I might scrape by once the reserve runs dry, maybe we won’t. My other options are get a evening or night job. Which means my wife and I won’t see each other, but at least we will make ends meet.
These past 26 days I have submitted applications at only a few places. There are lot of available pastor jobs, but that’s all they are…jobs. I don’t want a job, I want a calling, I want a church.
I had my interview with our denomination for placement and submitted my resume to a second denomination, Growing Healthy Churches . A lot of this feels like the waiting game – which is odd since my last nooma to watch was number 24, Whirlwind.
Whirlwind is Rob’s summary on the book of Job.
“A lot of us have gone through times in our lives that are difficult. Some have been small and hard to understand and some have been big and overwhelming. During these times we want answers, don’t we? We want to know why.”
But that’s the thing… I am not questioning ‘why’ right now in my life. It seems I have all the answers to ‘why’ but perhaps a question even more mysterious is… what now?
What’s next?
What do I do?
Where do I go?
Rob then proceeds to quote the entire 38th and 39th chapter of Job as God’s response [yes, for memory]. God’s answer to Job is who are you? What do you know of life? Or the future? Or time? Or creation? And in my worry about tomorrow I wonder if God would respond any differently to me that he did to Job?
Sure the future is unsure. I don’t know if I will find a calling soon, or if it will take years. I don’t know if what God has next for me is what I “think” or something entirely new.
At some point in life we all experience these places along the way. And I could ask God to remove this time from me, but chances are he is the one who put me here in the first place, so my job is to shut up and trust.
“I am unworthy—how can I reply to you? I put my hand over my mouth.” says Job.
