By Jeff Orvis
The unemployment rate is down this
week nationally. Folks who are paid to watch such things claim that
jobs were created last month. These numbers are just that, numbers,
unless you are one of them.
For well over 30 years, I knew each
morning when I woke up I had somewhere to be. There were stories to
tell, news to produce, people to meet. When the cold reality of small
town economics, coupled with corporate downsizing hit me, I thought
at least I had somewhere to live. As I got ready to come back to the
Quad-Cities, I thought, and still believe, that this was God's way of
telling me I should be moving back closer to my mom and other family
members.
My plan was to look for work here and
continue to look after Mom. Those plans were suddenly altered in a
tough way last September when Mom left us. Now I'm faced with no job
and some hefty expenses as I attempt to settle her estate, sell her
condo and find somewhere to live.
As I search for that next chapter in
my life, I realize just how blessed I've been. I've been living proof
that when God closes a door, he opens a window. As I wait for that
next window to open, I am realizing, with the help of family and
friends, that maybe He's going to unlock the next window, but I have
to know how to open it and climb through it. And that's where my
Facebook friends come in.
I realize I have to brush up on my
networking skills, confident that somebody knows somebody who knows
of a job I am capable of doing and then somebody knows somebody who
would help me find a new place to live.
I know this blog entry is a bit of a
departure for me. The personal nature is getting me out of my comfort
zone. But I also have the ability to recognize that cold slap of
reality and it's time to “suck it up” to borrow an old sports
phrase and seek out those possibilities.
If you know of anyone looking for
someone who has worked with people for many years, knows how to put
together a coherent sentence and has some basic computer skills,
please let me know via Facebook message. In the meantime, please keep
me in your prayers and offer a kick in the pants or a pat on the back
from time to time.
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