Have you ever noticed how virtually no one likes to talk about their salary? It’s too personal. We don’t want anyone knowing how much bacon we bring home. It’s our ‘business’ and we keep that to ourselves. But there are some things that should be shared. And celebrated.
For the past seven years, I worked at a women’s catalog company until our parent company decided to close our doors. This was a caregiver’s dream job. The office was only 4 miles away, my coworkers were great, and the hours were flexible. Anytime I needed to rearrange my day or squeeze in a doctor’s appointment, my boss never said no or even complained. As long as I got my work done, that’s all that mattered. I was even able to take six weeks off when Mom had back surgery and I was caregiver to both parents.
The job ended last December, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to find anything similar to replace it. Can you imagine a job interview?
“Yes, I’m available, but I need to have extremely flexible hours and be able to leave work at a moment’s notice so I can take care of my Father.”
Let’s face it. Caregivers don’t get paid, but caregiving is a full-time job. Since my Father has struggled with Alzheimer’s for 15 years and is now in the later stages of the disease, he has more needs, which takes more time.
So how do I manage when I don’t have any bacon to bring home? This is what I want to share ~ how God has creatively taken care of His daughter.
Last October, I was in a car accident and while thankfully I wasn’t hurt, my 20-year-old Honda was totaled. For two years prior, I’d been spending hundreds of dollars in car repairs, which turned out to be providential. When the old girl was totaled, my insurance company gave me a significant settlement.
Then my stimulus check arrived last month, just in time to pay some bills.
I’ve also been blessed with some dog sitting jobs the past couple of years. But when the pandemic hit and decimated the travel industry, those jobs virtually vanished. A friend told me about a loan program through the Small Business Administration that assists small business owners (even dog sitters) who’s businesses have taken a hit from COVID-19.
Bit by bit, step by step, God has provided. He is bigger than this pandemic and His resources are unlimited. He knows my needs before I know them. And sometimes He blesses me through other people.
Truth be told, I’m a “duck row-er”. I like my ducks in a row. I’d much rather know where everything is coming from then guess what’s around the corner. But that doesn’t require any faith on my part. This way is better because it humbles me, builds my faith and reminds me how much my Heavenly Daddy loves me and provides for me.
And that, my friends, is always worth sharing. And celebrating.