Whatever cliche you want to use, it fits. The last three weeks have been one, huge source of stress, but God has guided our footsteps each step of the way.
On August 22nd, I called my parents on my way home from work to wish them a happy 49th anniversary and as I was getting out of the car, a wet nose goosed me. I wondered how Brewster got out of the house and then realized, Mark was home. Early. I don't know about you, but if my husband is home early, I only assume one thing and it isn't good news. Sure enough, he learned that his job position was changing and they wanted to cut his hours by a fourth. That was the final straw and we felt God telling us it was time to move on. We talked and had no idea what he was going to do next, but we knew God would provide. He took that afternoon and the following day off to pray.
That weekend, a dear friend of Mark's told him he would help him get hired at a regional airline. Rob completely did Mark's resume, cover letter, and had it walked in. Within two weeks of giving his notice at his old job, he had an interview lined up. In between being asked to interview and actually having the interview, Mark had to take the ATP written exam (no easy test) and get a physical. There were a few glitches in the process, but God worked them all out - and quickly.
Three weeks to the day, he interviewed and was offered the job!
He reports to ground school the day after my birthday! The big 4-0. I love how it all adds up - a new season, a new decade.
I know having Mark work for the airline will be difficult and I won't see him much for the first few years, but being an airline pilot has been off and on his radar for twenty years! Let's see how it goes...
And God lined the pieces up so nicely... I am hopeful that we will get into a groove and God will bless us in the new adventure!