It has been, to say the least, a very rough 2 months. Since Evan's hours were cut at work...it has been so hard. The bottom fell out and we were left with so little. We scrambled to put ourselves on a TIGHT budget. Some weeks I just cannot believe we still have food to eat...but we do. It amazes me as I stand back, throw my hands in the air, and tell God we can't do it alone...that the cabinets remain full. Our meals are certainly creative most of the time but our plates are full and we are fed. I have seen the kindness of others come to our aid without ever asking...God provides.
I began searching for a job in October. Lets just say...the pickings are SLIM for a woman who chose to stay home to care for her children. I have gotten so very discouraged. I made Evan promise not to tell anyone in his family. Why, you ask...because I am afraid of failing. I am embarrassed when I am not hired after each interview. I am ashamed and I feel like I am not good enough. Then came December...
In almost an instant I knew why my Father had not provided a job yet! I was constantly bombarded with orders from friends and online customers for my sewing. I was even invited to bring items to sell at a local drug store. I was just too busy to worry about the next month. My personal goal was to have a job by the end of December...but that was 30 days away. But, as each day passes my fear continues to grow. What are we going to do?
As a way to save money in giving gifts to our friends and family (along with my making 99% of the gifts) we decided to make cookies to put in tins. It was during the final 2 batches that the inevitable happened...my mixer burned out. That familiar panic began to bubble up inside. What were we going to do? We can't afford a new mixer! We can't afford to buy other gifts! WHY does this stuff happen??? But, it just happens. Things break! I told myself, God will bring me another mixer. God knows we don't eat out anymore. God knows I need a mixer to make food for my family. God will bring me a mixer. In the meantime, I employed my husband to mix the rest of the cookie batter...he needed to work those muscles while on his vacation!!! And...the cookies were baked...given...and enjoyed!
I knew God would have to provide...we simply needed this tool in our kitchen and often! I foolishly began to daydream that a red or black Kitchen Aid Stand Mixer (you know the one;-))...but that was unrealistic...possible but not likely. I threw my hands up, God, I need a mixer...and went back to work. It just so happens that my sister-in-law had recently been given her own Kitchen Aid for Christmas (swooooon!!!!) and had her old one ready for a new owner. BAM...my new (used) mixer!!!
December is almost over. I am still unemployed. I don't understand what God is doing. I am afraid...very afraid. I have prayed and prayed and cried and prayed some more. Still no job...no light at the end of this tunnel. I am afraid of living on so little. I am afraid of what we might lose if this financial situation continues. I am scared. I don't know what to do. But never once in these last 2 months have we gone without a meal. We have not been late on any bill. We have had unexpected blessings all along...making life a little brighter. God provided all the way. It was never a "kitchen aid mixer" but it was good enough to keep us going. I don't know what will happen and I am so afraid. But I know...I know we will be taken care of. Although I would like to have abundance I have to be okay with enough.
God, I will try. I didn't want to say this but, I will walk this road...if you want me to.
