I Am Job and Job 42 Is Not a Lottery Ticket
This morning I woke up at 3:14 again same as every other morning.
Same time. Same heavy feeling in my chest.
No money had come in, and so much outstanding.
My landlord came complaining to me a few days earlier and literarily cried snot and tears about electricity being finished while I was trying to write. He asked me for help and I looked at his stuff and all that came to mind is, he never learned to be accountable for his actions, simple math of a cent out is a cent less in the bank. I really couldn’t believe what I was seeing and hearing because on his income with no bond he should be living it up and be on overseas holidays once every quarter. But yet he filed for debt review and not even big debt, he only filed for debt review in order to avoid accountability and pay a lesser premium back to the bank over a longer period because at the current payback he has less to spend for that period.
I sat there thinking about all the years I chased the fairy-tale version of Job 42 on the 80/20 while my dad was going backwards with cancer.
Why the 80/20 because 80% was accountability for my responsibilities and 20% to go forward and build a better life and towards retirement. I know the 80% was to much but I was the sole bread winner and my dad had cancer for 8 verry long soul destroying years. And standing next to his grave eventually I stood there with piece knowing although I didn’t have a cent left by then because mom also got sick, I did everything for my parents while they were with me and I would do it all over again.
Double the blessings, Everything restored, I believed for all those years that preachers and people speak so easily.
I believed them and I worked stupid hours, pushed through false accusations, survived a central nervous system breakdown and a stroke — all because I believed if I just kept going, God would eventually suddenly flip the script and reward me like the Bible story.
But that’s not what happened.
I lost more.
Clients stopped paying.
Doors kept closing.
Hope got thinner and thinner.
None the less, I helped my landlord sort out his finances again. It only took me two days but it’s because I have over 25 years of legal experience in dealing with institutions and problems.
And his bank paid his pension back yesterday.
He thanked me while we were alone.
He just complained it wasn’t the full amount because of a bit of banking fees that went off and then told the dog there’s no food tonight.
And right there, something inside me shifted.
And something said to me, put this guy to the test and I said because he has a few other problems he is also expecting me now to sort out for him. So I said to him, well if you really want to thank me then write me a little thank you note like a thank you card. That was the second fastest back track I have ever seen in my life. So let that be a lesson to you before you ever help someone big ( Just like people like to say, if God can’t trust you with the small stuff how can he intrust you with bigger blessings), first test them with something small and if they backtrack in saying thank you in writing on something small you know they are out to use you, dampen your growth and leach on you.
I’m not waiting for the lottery version of Job 42 anymore because I’m in 42.
I’m accepting the truth: I am Job and that was the day I found myself, that acceptance was 42 the turn around of the pendulum.
I’ve put on the shoes.
I have been walking in them anyway the last 25 years but now with a different mind set — even when the path is full of rocks and the people I help don’t help me back, use or steel from me.
Job 42 is not the moment God makes you rich or corrects the injustice’s we suffered.
It’s the moment you stop fighting who you are and start walking as Job — with clearer eyes, a cleaner heart, and the quiet strength that comes from finally accepting the season we are in, it’s a journey. “The Job Journey”
Still Building.
My name is Job.
What’s your name?
What season are you in right now?
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