My pastor is fond of saying, "Wow, God!" when anything amazing happens. I said it myself over and over yesterday and woke up with the words on my lips again today.
In August of 2007, my husband lost his job as Director of Construction for a national home building company. In desperation, we took a job last fall in S. C. for a church building company where we lived six weeks in a hotel surrounded by strangers. Eventually, we returned to Florida and the home we needed to care for still. More jobless months passed, and finally he found another construction position that again lasted only months.
Before we moved to Florida, we had owned our own construction company for almost twenty years. I was so happy when we left it behind to work for a company--and get paid benefits and bonuses and paid time off. But seven years later, after hundreds of sent job applications and a handful of interviews, I gave in to God's plan.
For the past seven and a half weeks, we have been waiting on the state to activate my husband's contractor's license. Yesterday, after spending some encouraging time with my writer friend, I pulled into the driveway to find my husband standing near his pick-up truck.
"Is something wrong?" He wore a look on his face I couldn't place.
"Look on my door of the truck."
His business signs. The signs I'd ordered two months ago that had waited on the refrigerator like a child for a hand now hung on the door panels.
I don't know what our future holds but I do know this. Every other door we tried to go through stayed closed except for this one. I'm praying God has a few more Wows for us ahead as we pick our way through this new adventure. But if I know God, I'm sure he does.
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