Sunday, May 7, 2017

Why I Am Where I Am

I've only told my wife this story.

It was early February, and my job was a nightmare.  It was toxic, didn't align with my values, and was a daily battle.  I needed out in the worst way, and my daily prayer was for one of deliverance.  I needed to be delivered from the situation that I was in.

As I made my way up to my on-site interview, that thought of deliverance was strongly on my mind, and was what I was seeking as I said a rosary on the way.  As I closed closer to my destination, I had finished my rosary and and switched over to my iPhone for some music to get me pumped up for the impending interview.

As I was about 20 minutes out, Johnny Paycheck's song Take this Job and Shove It came up.  I laughed at the coincidence.  Of the 16,000 songs in my library, this was one of the 3,000 that made it onto my phone.  Long odds, indeed, and I couldn't help but remember that time when All Creatures of Our God and King came on while I was driving.  Was this a sign?  I kind of chuckled to myself.

Those chuckles were replaced by sobs when the very next song that came on, the very next song, was All Creatures of Our God and King.

I knew at that point that I'd get an offer.  I knew it.

When I finally told my wife the story, I wondered to her if God would be so overt (if not vulgar) by the whole "shove it," aspect.  "Well, your dad might have put Him up to it," she replied.

Truer words.

Again, you can believe what you choose to believe in this story.  All I know is that I can do math.  There was a 3.51% chance those songs even both made it onto my phone in the first place.  Then, for All come up immediately after Johnny Paycheck was a 0.03% chance, for a combined chance of this happening of 0.00001%.  Basically one in 10,000,000.  Combine that with the odds of my other episode...

All I know is that I feel God spoke to me and answered a prayer.  That He may have been nudged by somebody I love and miss greatly is just icing on the cake.  

In the aftermath, I feel happy, at home, and delivered.

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