Let me preface this by saying that my entire marriage my husband has worked as a freelancer. Technically we own our own business, but most of the work he does is on a freelance basis. While there are certain advantages to this style of work, it can be a pretty difficult way to live. There's no benefits paid for by someone else, if you want to take vacation, you're not getting paid for it, there's no retirement plan that's contributed on behalf of your employer, no steady once-every so often reliable paycheck, and most of all no guarantee that your client will pay you on time or even at all. We've gone as long as 10 months before a client has paid us and some that failed to pay entirely. When you're a corporation you have more flexibility to move money around in order to stay afloat, but as a family, you can't pay the bills, there's no money to shift, and your mortgage company doesn't care if you're last three jobs are over 60 days late on their payments. The year 2020 would have been horrific for us if we hadn't gotten a loan. And might I add, a loan that has to begin being paid back soon. I only work part-time and sadly cannot feasibly work more hours for various reasons and even those hours were cut back during the pandemic as well.
I had finally begun to visualize us as financially set. I could see debt being paid off, living within a real budget, repairs and needed improvements to our home being made, savings piling up and a source for retirement developing. Everything that was happening in the world around me, quite honestly, wasn't fazing me a bit because we were going to be set.
Last night we found out that it's not looking so definite. Although there's still a possibility of it happening, the outlook was meh. Can you hear my world come crashing down? Ironically Elastigirl's greatest weakness it blunt force. And for me personally, hearing this news was like being hit with a freight train.
As usual I sat down with the Lord this morning for my daily prayer and devotional. Man it was difficult to worship and praise Him when it felt like my hopes and dreams were falling apart. So instead it turned to a heart to heart. And just like always God showed up and reminded me that my faith has to remain flexible and stay strong and steady:
Joanne, you have to reach out far sometimes with your faith to find what you want. You have stretch like never before to stay in connection with me. You need to exercise your faith, let it be flexible to mold you into the woman I created you to be. Do not rely on the promises of this evil world, do not rely on a job or opportunity, but keep your connection to Me and I will bring about the answer to your prayers in My way, in My time, brining glory to Myself so that no one can doubt it was anyone but Me that brought you out of your situation.
See, it's a matter of faith. That rubber band-like condition of the heart that is seems so secure until you have to stretch it. My faith has been pretty good, strong, and firm for a while now, but God has decided to make me reach farther than I even thought possible to obtain what I been hoping for. It feels like it just got moved farther away and God's calling me to reach out like Elastigirl and to stay connected to him. After all, He's the source of my superpower and now I HAVE to stay plugged in to His source to obtain what I've been dreaming.
Dear Heavenly Father,
Lord, I may not understand your plan, but I know one thing, I will not come unfixed from you. Help me to have super-stretchy faith and to be moldable to reach out as far you want me to go to stay attached to you trusting no matter where you lead, or how far it may seem till I see the answers to my prayer, you're with me. For my sisters-in-Christ who are struggling with their faith as well, I ask you give them the super power to be flexible too. In Jesus' name I pray. AMEN.
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