I am writing this on my laptop sitting in my backyard drinking a beer and listening to Sam Cooke on my Ipod after a very difficult week at work.
Yesterday I found out that I was passed over for a promotion at work in favor of someone else. Needless to say I came home yesterday in a mood similar to what Winston Churchill used to describe as “the black dog.” I felt lost, annoyed, disrespected, jealous, and most of all, I felt very alone.
Then an amazing thing happened. I met my wife for dinner, and she thought no less of me because I wasn’t the new manager of financial systems. And I picked up my sons and all they seemed to care about was which book we would read together tonight, they had no interest in the decisions that our accounting director is making. Their love for me was, and remains, unconditional. And in that sense, they are like God. In this way the unconditional love of a wife, or a son, or a parent is the true manifestation of heaven on earth.
My wife thinks that I am being sent a message. That God has something else in mind for me and it doesn’t involve Sarbanes-Oxley compliance. I’m starting to believe she may be right. Dad said yesterday “Too often we focus too much on the sacrifice part. By gritting our teeth and becoming as strong as we can be, we donÂ‚t let something be done for us that is more wonderful still”
Sitting outside on a Friday afternoon listening to the birds and enjoying respite from the week, I find myself mediating on what God’s call to me might be and I think I am starting to hear what Sam Cooke is singing when he says,
“There have been times that I thought I couldn’t last for long But now I think I’m able to carry on It’s been a long time, but I know A change is gonna come, oh yes it will”