My sweet Hubby works his booty off. Twelve hour days to be exact, so I can stay home and be a housewife. He gets all the overtime he can and excels at what he does. His work ethic is exemplary, but there was a slight problem.
About four months ago, Hubby and I decided that it was time to quit my job as a children's minister. It was one of the hardest decisions we've had to make, but we knew that God was calling me away from it. The problem was that he had been looking for work everywhere, but had no luck. We would have been a no-income family and everyone told us we were crazy! We decided to take a leap of faith and put in my resignation before Hubby had a job and trust that if God was asking me to step away then He would provide a job for Hubby. Sometimes I think God likes to show off :o) Three days later, Hubby was blessed with an incredible job offer. The only setback was that it was temporary with the possibility of becoming permanent. He has been working there for the past six months, but still no permanent job offer, but we were just grateful that he had a job!
The other issue with having a temporary job is the lack of benefits, including health insurance. Why is it that the moment our health insurance was dropped, my health declined? It's like my body was waiting to revolt. There was a meeting of all my body organs sitting around a table talking about who was going to get sick first. I'm pretty sure I even saw an insurance countdown calendar on the wall.
My mom says I was an imaginative child.
As we started filling out our preliminary application, we came across a section on insurance. We didn't know that insurance was required for all adopted children, I mean, we knew it was required, just not this early in the process. We didn't know what to do. We had told God that if this was the path that He wanted us to take then we would follow it until He said "no". Was this already a "no"?
I immediately called my close friends and asked them to specifically pray for insurance to be provided, but honestly I didn't have much faith. Hubby and I had been praying about this for the past six months that he had worked there and nothing had happened yet. We were stalled on the paperwork for who knows how long.
Actually, it was just 2 days. Yup. 2 days.
I received a text from Hubby telling me that his boss walked up to him, handed him an application for full time employment, said "congrats", and walked off.
We were amazed. God had answered a prayer at just the right moment. We had no idea why Hubby wasn't offered a job earlier, until then. God showed us again that He is faithful and was preparing the way for our little tater tot long before they were even on our mind.
Hubby has now completed his application, we are waiting on the details for our insurance and looking forward to completing the preliminary application.
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