Waffle House

For the past two weeks I have been stressed about losing my job. Every day I have been waiting to hear if I will have my job or not. I have been stressed out and depressed. Even angry. I still don’t know the outcome yet. But today I had something happen that made me come to peace. A woman I know has been battling cancer. I saw her today and she asked how I was. I said okay even though I was feeling sad and wanted to tell her I was stressed about my job etc. I answered her and said I was ok. I then asked her how she was. She confided in me that her cancer ha returned and she didn’t know how bad it was. I saw the fear in her eyes. She is a mom of three young kids. As the words came from her mouth and I saw the look of pain and fear in her eye, I suddenly realized that not having a job was so not important compared to what this woman was dealing with. As I hugged her and told her I would pray for her I felt ashamed of myself for even feeling the way I have been about a job. Of course losing my job will suck and be hard, it isn’t anything compared to what this woman and her family are dealing with. Now I can’t help but wonder.. did God have me run into her for a reason. To make me realize that my problem isn’t that bad? All I know is that I am thankful that I am healthy and my family is healthy. And if I do lose my job…. I will work it out. But at least I wi be alive to make it work. And that is something to be so thankful for