They were determined to make me work only until April. As they uttered so many words contradicting their hearts’ motives, I knew those words were just empty, making promises that were already broken because of their desire to terminate me. Thousands of words were laid out on the table except their actions were not the same. The paper they prepared looked good but they did not reveal what they had been saying all along. They tried to quietly intimidate me, accuse me and instill fear about my future. But that just wouldn’t work.I refused to sign it. I saw her stealing quick glances trying to observe my emotions. She found none. She felt good and confident that I was like a puppet with strings she controlled with her hands. I got up and reminded them that I requested to be represented and yet, they proceeded with this planned tryst, with me unaware of others' presence.
"How can they not know in their power what is right and what is wrong?" I thought to myself as I got up. One hearsay was blown into something that would damage my career. And one inaccurate accusation got passed along because of this person's intention to hurt me. I tried defending myself but my words went out into their other ears.
The person who was supposed to be with me didn't call me back. All alone, I wasn't afraid because I know the Truth that there is One Who knows and directs everything that happens and He is in complete control over my life. Over their lives. With my limited knowledge, things may seem bleak but in my heart that sees Him, I know He already knows and that in everything, I trust He will turn this into good. He was the One after all, Who put me in this dark place from where I was before. He was the One Who gave me discernment to know what was going on.
Their empty words…They were all useless. That was plain foolishness.
“Open our eyes, Lord,” I softly prayed while sitting at the back of the car, driven by my son learning now how to drive and as my husband sat next to him on our way to His house, listening to worship songs from the radio station.
“Open the eyes of our hearts, Lord…” “Let our words be few…”
I know, no matter what happens, even if feeling this injustice, I know He takes notice of everything. I would rather not say thousands of words that are meaningless in front of Him. I don’t want to take a step way before Him. I don’t want to do the talking but rather just listen to Him. It’s not right to tell Him what I want. Knowing He is the only One Who is faithful and true to His promises, I know that I can fully trust in Him and on His perfect timing.And I am sad not because of the situation I'm in. I am sad for them because when truth is revealed, it will hurt them instead. For now, I would rather just FOCUS on Him. For now, I would rather not miss what He wants for me...
“Let my words be few…” “Lord, You deserve our praises and thanks. You alone orchestrate everything. Thank you for putting joy into my heart, instead of fear. Thank you for the comfort You cover me with as these people try to cut me deep. Thank you that You know their accusations are not true and I know that in Your perfect time, it will be revealed. Thank You that though it may seem like a fiery trial, You protect me and make me safe. Let my words be few Lord…And if words do come out, may they please You only. In Jesus’ Name.”
Where words are many sin is not absent.
ReplyDeleteYou are so wise about letting your words be few. Just like Jesus who uttered only a few words before his accusers. Someday I know you will tell us the complete story. Are they aware of your blog?
You have Jesus as your advocate in heaven.
Yet, I wonder if you are getting good legal advice?
My word to you: You have authority and dominion... as a daughter of the King of Kings - you are not defeated, no one can be against you if God is for you.
Love
Lidj
Praying for you, ... right now.
ReplyDeleteSome thoughts Rosel....
ReplyDeleteQuick! Name for me, the lawyer of Jesus at His trial! Keep that in mind as you seek heavenly representation of your case.
And "let your words be few" is fine; but it does not say "let your words be silent".
Joy that is shared is doubled;
Grief that is shared is cut in half.
Many carry your grief as you begin to take your silence, and move it into words.
Long ago, I was a single parent to two girls.
I could not travel in my career anymore, as I had to be home for my children. Worse, a non compete agreement forbid me to do what I knew how to do best, with a competing firm.
A fellow at church gave me a job assembling Chinese furniture, to mark up at exorbitant prices, and sell to the poorest in our community. My eyes were opened to the truth of this man. Yet, he was also helping me put food on the table.
There was one other co-worker, and we hit it off. He had labored for this Christian man, about 15 years. Imagine my thoughts as I found he was paid $3 an hour LESS than me, despite his loyalty. My words were silent.
In delivering furniture, no one has you deliver a small table or chair. They have you deliver items such as a 5 piece sectional couch....on the third floor....with doors needing removed.
Once, we threw a Queen size bed over the second floor balcony, to get it into the house.
The owner used this business as a front to allow mom and dad to "earn" money above and beyond Social Security. The mom had me assemble chairs one day, and sent my coworker to deliver a KING size bed alone. I knew he would break his back, and I had 75 chairs assembled, enough supply for a month or more.
"Let me go with him and help him" I said to the mom.
"NO"! He will do this alone; you assemble chairs". It made no sense.
The next day, my "christian" mentor told me I was being let go. "Not enough business", he lied.
Mom did not like me helping the man they abused for 15 years;
I was let go 3 weeks before Christmas.
Stunned can not describe it.
A fellow Christian; I have girls to feed; Christmas is in 3 weeks; no job.
I mentioned to a single mom friend that the job was kaput and I would need to take back my lay away in the store, of toys and clothes for Christmas. My little girls would do without anything this year, and did not know it yet.
Two days later, a knock on the door came, and this single mom said to me: "I heard there were two girls celebrating Christmas in this house."
With that, she opened up bag after bag, of MY layaway items, that she paid for from her meager budget. It was HER Christmas gift to us!
The girls were young and never knew until years later.
Headhunters, resumes, disappointment followed.
But on January 11th, after Christmas, I was one of 4 called in for a job, a great job, but I had never done the job before.
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the rest of the story....
ReplyDeleteI was interviewed by the president for 58 minutes, and had 2 minutes to make my case over the other 3 contenders.
President: "How many tool rooms have you run?"
Me: "None"
President: "Why in the hell have you wasted all my time, when you have never done the job?"
Me: Your headhunter sent me over, for they know your needs, and who is best qualified to meet them. Let me ask you something.
A Catholic priest gives marriage advice to couples, yet he has never been married.
How does he do that?
In truth, he has met many couples who have failed and divorced, and many couples who make it.
He knows after many counsels, the common denominators of success and the common denominators of failure.
I have sold all the items needed in the tool room....from the other side of the table.
I have been in all tool room types, and know the best and the worst. I know the common denominators of failure and the common denominators of success in seeing so many of each.
President: "I guess we do have a mess out there. Go out and see what you can do about it"
I was let go of one job December 5th.
Had I been working that old job, I would not be out looking for a new job. By January 11th, I was working a new spot as boss and leader, hired by the President of the firm, in a job I had never done in my life.
All year, I made major changes, taking the firm from Flintstones to Jetsons.
But co-workers were quick to tell me how "awesome" Buddy did the job and what a great guy he was. Buddy had the job before me, and in my opinion, did it poorly. I was silent all year as raves on Buddy persisted. How can you compete with their god?
Yet, all of my changes made everyone's job so much easier, at little increase cost.
In mid-December of my first year, everyone gathered around the bulletin board in the lunchroom. All were reading some news. I waited until they left, and went up to read.....a memorial of one year since Buddy died, from our local newspaper. So this was Buddy.
Dead at 43; alcoholism. The stories were coming out now,.....how the company tried to help him, but he spent his days sleeping at his desk, as others "covered" for him.
None of that mattered to me as I peered at this Obit memorial. I began to shiver as I always do when God approaches.
Buddy died December 22 the prior year.
I was let go of my old job unfairly on December 5th.
(Church friends made it clear to the "christian" how deplorable his treatment of me had been, especially the timing).
But God knew when Buddy would die. There was no job opening for me on Dec. 5th.
But after the holidays, it was imperative to replace Buddy......with a guy who had never done the job, and would not be looking for the awesome advancement, had I been assembling Chinese chars.
Lunch was paid time and I got my girls on the bus, and was home before them to greet them off the bus.....something I could not do on the old job.
I am still in awe that God did all this for ME, before I knew I needed it.
And, I learned which people I knew resembled Christ, and which people I knew amplified fruit I needed, when it was needed. And Christmas was a joyous celebration at the kindness of a single mom, to a then unemployed single dad. The people with the least money had the most compassion.
The truth will come out in your case Rosel, but it will not matter.
Soon, you will be dazzled by what God has done for you, BEFORE even you knew you would need it.
In the meantime, we poor in spirit send our prayers and love......fruit to enjoy as you wait.
First I looked to see if Keystone had a blog, awesome testimony.
ReplyDeleteThen I'm reminded of the song, If I hold my peace, let the Lord fight my battle, victory WILL be mine.
Sometimes keeping quite and just waiting on the Lord is the hardest. But knowing he's working for us and for our good. No weapon formed against us shall prosper.
wow, dont fear. the spirit of the Lord is with you....as we can all see!
ReplyDeleteThank you friends for your sweet thoughts, encouragement, love and prayers...I treasure them all. That is a beautiful testimony Keystone and thank you for sharing that. If I am not afraid, it's only because of what He has done. Knowing His faithfulness, I know He's always with me. I know that even if these evil people think they got the best of me, in reality, they don't know that God is still in control.
ReplyDeleteBefore reading your comments, this morning, my husband was grateful he could go with me with this important step I have to take to defend myself. I wasn't surprised at all. "He knows before we even do," I told him.
I had gone through some heavy storms from the past, and tasted that either He would calm the storm and sometimes, He wouldn't because it was a must. But the end result was Him being glorified and with me left with mouth down on the floor, always awed by His love, mercy, grace and kindness. To God be the glory and I am praying for Him to bless you all the more. I feel your love...I feel your prayers...Because of Him and family, I am doing well :) Love to you all. Someday, sister Lidj, yes, this story would be told. In His perfect time. Thank you sister Jennifer, Thena, and Cherie, praying you're all better!!!
The Lord will reveal the injustice done to you in due time. I am just sorry you have to go through this. Blessings. Dee
ReplyDeleteUgh.... oh dear one lifting you up.
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