What Happened After the Waiting?

Since I wrote my meditation about losing my job, many readers have asked me, “So, how are you doing now?” That question always makes me smile. The honest answer is both simple and complicated. I am doing well, but the journey did not end when I found a new job. That was just the beginning of a deeper lesson about trust.

Let me tell you about the job. I did not see it coming. A friend from church sent me a message and said, “I saw this opening and thought of you.” I almost ignored it. I was tired of applying and getting nothing back. But something told me to try one more time. The company was looking for someone who could write and tell real stories. That felt like me. I sent my application without expecting much.

When they called me for an interview, I was surprised. On the day of the interview, I sat in the waiting room and noticed something strange. I didn’t see any sweat in my hands; my heart was not shaking; I was calm. That was not normal for me. In my old job, I was always nervous. I felt like I had to impress everyone. But this time, I whispered a quick prayer. I said, “God, if this is your plan, let it work. If not, I trust you anyway.” I walked into that room with a quiet peace. A week later, they offered me the job. I sat on my bed and cried. Not because I was sad, but because I felt seen. God had not forgotten me.

The work itself has been fulfilling. I get to use my creativity every day. There are still stressful moments. Deadlines can be tight. Some days, I feel overwhelmed. But I handle it differently now. Instead of panicking, I pause and remind myself of Psalm 37:7 and the call to be still before God.

The gratitude practice changed me more than I expected. At first, it felt silly. I would sit down each night and name three good things from the day. Some days I struggled. I would stare at the page and think, Really? Nothing good happened today. But I kept going. I started noticing small things I usually ignored: the way my morning tea warmed my hands, a friend sending a text just to say hello, the orange sky at sunset. Those did not fix my problems. But they reminded me that good things still existed, even when life felt heavy. I stopped waiting for big breakthroughs. I learned to find joy in the ordinary.

My faith community also continues to hold me up. I meet with a small group of friends every week. We pray for each other; we share our struggles; we celebrate the small victories. When I lost my job, they were there for me. Now that I am working again, they are still there. That kind of support is priceless. It reminds me that we were never meant to walk this journey alone.

Looking back, I can see that losing my job was not a punishment—it was a redirection. God was not ignoring me. God was preparing me for something better. The waiting season taught me patience and trust in God’s perfect timing.

So if you’re reading this and still waiting, hoping, and wondering, Does God see me? He does. Your waiting is not wasted. Growth is happening right now, even if you cannot see it yet. Keep trusting, keep showing up. And do not be afraid to reach out to others for support. You are not alone.