When God is faithful to my husband, he is faithful to me. I am an extension, and I feel privileged to be connected to the blessing. Tonight, Ricky and I got to go on a little date – we tried out the new sushi bar in town, Momiji’s. On the way there, he told me casually that he gets a bonus (a Christmas bonus… a little late?) from the boss he just resigned from! He resigns and his boss not only gives him a bonus but a solid lead for a freelance project for a wealth management firm! This new lead might even end up as a year-long retainer – what an incredible answer to prayer that would be!!
Then he told me about some of the recent encounters he’s had with inmates, as the new representative for the Freedom Through Faith program for the Washington County Jail. His title is Professional Visitor – such a strange thing to see in print inside a plastic lanyard. He has been given the honor of visiting inmates every week – many a week – to talk, to spend some time, to discuss how they’d like to connect with a faith community from the outside, maybe have a pastor from their preferred kind of church visit them. The fact that he has 3 past convictions of felonies in that same county makes it really hard to believe he’s allowed in there, let alone appointed to help the inmates in this way. The head Chaplain who offered him the volunteer position said he’s never seen it before. But here he is. Tonight, he said that one man told him from behind the glass, “I guess your prayer for me worked last time you were here. I didn’t think about slitting my throat once this week.” And today, an inmate looking at 12 years in prison soon, offered to pray for him. It completely took Ricky off guard and blessed him to pieces.
Then we get home, and Ricky says – I didn’t want to firehose you with all kinds of news, but today when I was leaving the jail, I got a call from an old friend I used to work with, and he’s now working with John Maxwell and asked me if I’m freelancing again, and if I’d have time to help them with some projects. He offered to fly me to Atlanta to talk over everything. He even mentioned flying to a few countries to work on projects with movie clips or interviews or something…asking if he has a valid passport.
WHAT in the World!? No, he doesn’t! He’s never needed one!
This is all happening within weeks of resigning a job he knew that he knew that knew was not a good fit for him. It seems so crazy – all kinds of opportunity (there are 2-3 other ones, too) showering down on him at once. But this has happened to us before – so we recognize it now – we are saying OK, Lord, we just want to be open. We want to keep trusting you. So bring it on, whatever you have for us. Whatever you think we can handle. Help us to walk in your wisdom and make choices that reflect boldness and faith. Help us to seek always and first, your kingdom. Your righteousness. It’s as if the moment things would seem wobbly and unsure in the world’s eyes, God swoops in and says, “Pick a Hand.” and then He starts pulling out hand after hand after hand after hand after hand from behind his back. And we watch them open and so often they are things of eternal value. Opportunities. Influence. Joy. Peace… They open and we look at each other like, Really?! Is He serious? Take it!
Thank you, God! All I can say is Thank you. For blessing my little family, often times by blessing my amazing husband. Thank you, thank you, thank you.