Friday the 13th.

I am not a superstitious person, but perhaps I should be. Friday the 13th was just another day. Matthew went to work. I went to school. I went to lunch with my parents and ran a few errands with my mom. I bought the last piece for a wedding gift, and it was 13% off because it was Friday the 13th. It was a typical Friday. As I sat at home wondering what we would have for dinner, I was counting down the minutes until Matthew would be home. And then the phone rang. It was 6:14, and it was Matthew. He never calls on his way home. I wondered why he was calling, so I answered. His voice was hesitant and all he said was, "I lost my job." I thought he was joking and said several times, "Are you serious?" How could this be true? I just knew he was playing around. He wasn't.

I cried until I could cry no more. Matthew didn't want to come home, but he did. He apologized for letting me down, although he didn't let me down. I wasn't mad at him. I am just upset at the situation and worried to death. Just five months ago, we were a two income family. Then I left my full-time job to start school full-time. Now our one income is gone. We are a zero income family. How did this happen? How do we deal with this? The economy is down and jobs are hard to come by. We have been praying that God's will be done in our lives. We are fully relying on Him. We are down and broken, but we have hope that Matthew will find a job. We are not looking for the perfect job. We are not looking for a career. We are just looking for a job, an income, a stepping stone along the way. But if that perfect job or career is available and so presents itself, then so be it. We are thankful for the encouragement of those around us and for their willingness to help. We just ask that everyone will send us up in prayer as we go through this time!