Things have been rough around here. My husband, having received a glowing work review at 5pm on a Friday afternoon, was gob-smacked the following Monday at 5pm when his boss showed up and laid him off. This happened several weeks ago, which is why I haven't posted lately.
As big a surprise as his lay-off was, I felt optimistic that something would open up for him. He is a union worker and the local BA wasn't giving him any hope of finding anything until June. But I prayed, and others prayed; and I still felt God was going to provide. Every time there was even the slightest glimmer of hope, I thought, "This is it," and then it wasn't.
He arrived home at 9:30 after a union meeting tonight, bearing bad news -- nothing out there, probably won't be before sometime in June. We'd already been on the phone yesterday trying to work with our mortgage company. They gave us a grace period -- until March 31!! Woo hoo.
My husband's cell phone rang about an hour after he got home. The owner of a company had been at tonight's union meeting and he offered my husband a job.
Great is Thy faithfulness.
