Before I even begin to attempt this, let me just say that I know going in to it that I am not going to find the right words that will give God the glory and praise that He deserves. I’m gonna try, but I’m going to fall miserably short here.
We are going on 3 years that Brian has been working 2nd shift. People close to us know that it has been extremely hard for all of us to adjust. The girls especially. Brian leaves for work at 1:30 in the afternoon and doesn’t get home until after midnight. He is working 6 & 7 days a week. What this means is that during the school year, the girls see him almost not at all. Weeks that he works 7 days a week, they do not see him except for a couple of hours on Saturday & Sunday before he goes to work.
Before you start feeling sorry for us, please know that we are and have felt so blessed for this job that he has. There are people still without jobs. There are families suffering and trying to survive. A girl in my bible study class has been without work for 2 years.
I’ve said until I’m blue in the face that Brian’s layoff was a major, life-changing, eye-opening experience for us. So many things taken for granted. FOR YEARS. It still brings me shame to this day when I think about how much we have taken for granted. How we take in God’s merciful blessings, blessings that we in no way deserve, without batting an eye. Without uttering a word of thanks to Him. And then we start thinking that we actually DESERVE them. That we aren’t blessed enough. That we are being cheated out of things that are owed to us. It makes me cry right now as I’m typing this.
Throughout the past few years, we’ve had many a tear-filled night. Especially Sundays when the girls have been able to spend the day with their dad and they know that when they go to bed that night, they won’t see him again until another week has passed. And we’ve always said, through the tears, how thankful we are for this job. How this is what God wants for our lives. We’ve prayed for peace. We’ve prayed for His will to be done and that we would be grateful for it no matter what it meant.
When Brian first took this job, I admit, I prayed that this wouldn’t be for long. That something else would come quickly along…in the same breath that I was thanking Jesus for this very job. And I can’t tell you the exact day, but somewhere around a year after he started working nights, it hit me. The selfishness of that prayer. The complete ridiculousness of it. I’ve been so blessed to be able to stay home and raise our daughters, take care of our home, our bills are paid, we have food to eat and plenty of it. All of this I am still doing to this day after my husband lost his job. And I’m going to ask God for more? Because 2nd shift just wasn’t good enough for us? And just like that, I couldn’t pray that prayer anymore. I prayed for God to help us not to forget those months that Brian went with no job and to always make us thankful for all that we have.
In bible study this past Monday morning, we were talking about trials in our lives. Areas where we feel like we are lacking and what, if any, good we felt has come from our lack. One girl talked about how she has been without work for the past 2 years and that she has come to lean more on God and trust in Him to take care of her.
I mentioned the closeness that we have come to feel as a family now that our time with all of us of being able to be together at the same time has become very limited. The times that we are together are something that we all treasure. At that time during the bible study, the lady who is leading it, asked if we could all just stop & pray right then over our issue as well as the girl that has been jobless. We also prayed for some others in the group that had mentioned their current struggles.
Two days after I talked about this during bible study, Brian got a call from an old employer. They wanted to see if he would be interested in coming back to work for them. That they had basically created a position and had him in mind when they did. They had hired a consulting company to come in and help them get their business turned around and after observing their processes and interviewing employees all the way up the chain of command, they said, “Hey, you need to get this guy back in here.”
Do you have goose bumps yet? Because I sure do. I may never get rid of them.
Brian went in & talked to them. They made him an offer. 1st shift. A little less money, but much better insurance that actually equals out the pay and room for advancement where he really doesn’t have that now. Plus, this is his area of expertise, something that he is good at and has done successfully before. We discussed it for a night. Prayed. Consulted family members. Discussed. Prayed. Prayed, prayed, prayed!
He accepted the offer and will begin his new job in 1 week. PRAISE GOD! The girls were absolutely thrilled when I told them. We have a white board on our fridge that the girls & Brian use to write notes back and forth to each other when they can’t see each other. The night that I told the girls about this, Katie wrote on the board, “We are so happy for Daddy.” That made both Brian & I tear up when we saw it the next morning.
Praise the Lord. There’s really not much else I can say…just Praise God!