Help Me Listen

April 25, 2009

Searching for a job while unemployed is a soul-crushing affair, because until something comes through, all you get are rejections. It’s kind of like the statement, “The keys are always in the last place you look.” But searching for keys is just an annoyance; with a job rejection, it is hard not to ask, “What did I do wrong?”

It’s hard when you think your chances are really good. Harder when it is from a company in which you have a proven track record from eight years of work in different positions. Harder still when you think you nailed the interview.

I am grateful for the support and prayers of friends and family. My former pastor sent me the following poem, “Help Me Listen” by Ted Loder:

O Holy One,
I hear and say so many words,
Yet yours is the word I need.
Speak now,
And help me listen;
And, if what I hear is silence,
Let it quiet me,
Let it disturb me,
Let it touch my need,
Let it break my pride,
Let it shrink my certainties,
Let it enlarge my wonder.

Jon Reid

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As an American missionary kid who grew up in Japan, I'm a child of two cultures, while not fully belonging to either. This gives me a sightly different view of the world.