by Noelle Link
Shortly before the Feast of Tabernacles last year, my husband and I decided I needed to start finding a job again, due to financial reasons. I had not worked since I was 9 weeks pregnant with our son, Mason. When we made this decision, Mason was a little over one and a half years old. I felt extremely blessed to have been able to stay home with Mason for as long as I did. Most mothers in the US have to return to work 6-12 weeks after delivery. As much as I cherished my time with Mason, I knew this had to be done for our family. At the time we didn’t know who would watch him while I was working, and the thought of a “stranger” caring for him caused a lot of stress and anxiety.
In the beginning, the job hunt wasn’t going very well, at all! I’d been in the dental field for over 15 years, and I’d never experienced such difficulty getting a job! After we returned from the Feast I knew I had to try to find a job ASAP. I went on several interviews, but the offered jobs either paid very little, required me to work on the Sabbath, or they were very unethical offices. I prayed to God to guide me in the right direction and help me to find an office that met all of my “requirements”. After applying to what seemed like hundreds of offices, I finally got a call from an office that appeared to be very promising, but it would be quite a drive.
In the meantime, Mike’s family discussed with us our child care issues. Thankfully between my sister-in-law and mother-in-law, we no longer had to worry about having to put Mason in a group daycare. He would also have the company of his cousin Sam every day :).
The following week, after we had Mason’s child care taken care of, I was offered a job. I’ve been working for a little over two months, and I love it. My boss and the staff are great, it’s a very ethical and conservative practice, and the drive isn’t so bad after all.
The few months it took me to find a job taught me a lot. I had put all my faith in God, knowing that He knew what was best for our family. Although I would love to be home with Mason, I know he is cared for by a very loving family, and he couldn’t be in better hands. I know when the time is right, God will allow me to be at home with him again full time. Until then, I will continue to appreciate what God has provided for us.