Don’t worry, I won’t waste any time talking about how I haven’t posted anything since April.
I had a bad experience at that 5 star restaurant. So now I don’t work there anymore. I was unemployed for another month and a half after that (most of April then May). That sucked Soooo bad because at the time I was just getting some legitimate traction and I was on track to start making some serious money.
Shortly after that, I was asked to leave the attic because I hadn’t come up with the money yet. That was a really trying week. Not gonna lie, my faith was slightly shaken. I believed that I belong here, but it was that much more hard to believe, if that makes any sense. I’d let my friends in town know what was going on with me and the were very supportive in helping me look for a job and calling folks on my behalf and so on and so forth. I am sooo grateful for that.
Interesting thing happened at the end of that week though.
I was talking to my buddy Ken and he was heartbroken by the news that I might be leaving the area. He then turned to his friend Steve, who I also consider a friend, and (in so many words) asked on my behalf, if Steve would consider helping me out.
First let’s talk about Steve.
Steve is a pastor at one of the local churches. Originally from the Philadelphia area, so we were already brothers-in-arms before I met him. Steve and another pastor at that church, Stacy, were working on a project. This project involved a house. This house had an available room. Steve welcomed me into that room, free of charge.
In short, Steve is awesome and I am thankful that God used him in that way at that time. That is where I currently live and have lived since early June of this year.
After tossing my belongings in the living room, my previously unnamed lady friend Jade and I headed off to Philly to celebrate and attend her best friend’s wedding. It was a fun and refreshing time.
While I was home, I had a really groundbreaking conversation about faith in God with my cousin, Barry (Blackjack, remember?). I sensed very strongly that God had been tugging at his heart. I am honored that God used me in that conversation;I’ve been praying for my family’s salvation for years.
But wait, there’s more.
Whilst in Philly (yup…I just wrote whilst, unashamedly) I got a phone call from a hotel near where I was living calling me in for an interview! Naturally I was thrilled. I went through the follow up interview, filed the paperwork and have been working there ever since, making decent enough money to pay bills and save.
I cried when I got my first paycheck. I can pay bills. It wasn’t too long ago that I couldn’t pay for anything. On top of that I was and still am living in a house and not and apartment, let alone an attic. Life has been hard and God has been good.
The journey continues. Welcome back…….again….forreal this time……to The Talents Blog.