Provision

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When I mentioned life taking a turn for the crazy last week, I didn’t mean to be cryptic.  I had every intention of sharing what’s been going on, it’s just taken me a little while to get to it.

When we moved to America six and a half years ago, we moved into my father’s basement.  We had no jobs, no insurance and two very small children.  We were utterly dependent on God’s provision, and provide He did.

About a month after we got here, Trevor got offered the very first job he interviewed for.  It was a tiny little biotech company that probably wasn’t going to make it, but it was a paycheck and insurance, and he took it with very little hesitation.

That job that we didn’t expect to go anywhere lasted for over six years, helped us buy our home and funded much of our first adoption.  Trevor spent most of the six years carpooling to work, which allowed us to be a one-vehicle family for the last several years.

It was, he told me recently, the best job he ever had.

This dear little company closed its doors for the last time on Easter Monday, leaving us wondering (albeit briefly) what God had next for us.

That night, Trevor spotted a job online that caught his eye.  It was in a field similar to what he was doing before, but it was night shifts.  Not something we had ever considered before, but an intriguing possibility.  He applied online that night, got called the next day for an interview on Thursday, and was offered the job on Friday.  Amazing!

One night during the lovely two-week staycation we had between Trevor’s two jobs, I came to bed right after reading this post which challenged me about praying specifically, and Trevor had a smirky little twinkle in his eye.  “What’s so funny?”  I asked him.

“I’m just thinking about how God answers prayer,” he said.

“Why?  What did you pray for?”

Trevor reminded me that he has been praying for years for a job that would allow him to be home with us more.  He had also been praying, since losing his job, that God would provide a way for us to be able to continue to get by with only one vehicle.  He just didn’t realize God would answer both those prayers by giving him a job working 12-hour night shifts three or four nights a week.  I was humbled almost to the point of tears to realize how intimately our God concerns Himself with the details of our lives.  (But knowing how much Trevor loves his sleep, I also know God must have a sense of humor!)

I’ll be writing more soon about specifically how God is providing for the needs of our adoption.  Stay tuned!

3 thoughts on “Provision

  1. I FINALLY have found time to read your blog!!! Wow! What a blessing! I LOVE how similar our families’ stories are!!! Praying for you now as you wait to bring home your newest little girl! What town is she in?

  2. I love this story SO much! 🙂 Very excited for you all, and even more excited about the Great God who provides it all so generously! Just a taste of HIs great love for us.

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