What a Life
A couple days ago I had a chat with my old mate. She and I worked in the same place in 2005, but now we’ve already had other jobs in different institutions. It was nice meeting somebody from the past, really.
Until then we talked about the foundation we worked for years ago. That’s a real bad memory for me, though. I was only a young fresh graduate who had to face a very inconvenient and “unhealthy” working environment. I didn’t like the job. I didn’t like the people. I didn’t like being there. Until I had to pay for it, by being terminated right after the first year completion of my contract. I should have been happy for that, but I don’t know why I was just crying at that time. I was not sad because I had to leave the place. In fact, I was grateful that God showed me the way to “escape” from the thing I hated the most. The only reason I was crying was that I did think about my family and myself. How would I do without a job? Wasn’t it difficult to find a new one? Yeah…silly thoughts that most fresh graduates have, you know…hehehe…
But one thing that I couldn’t forget just before I left the place was when one of my colleagues, who was actually not really close to me, sent me an email. She sent me a short story, with a very short message, telling me that I shouldn’t be worried, and I should believe that God has prepared a better one out there, simply because I deserved it. Then I started to read the story.
The story was about a mother who was travelling with her very sick baby on a public coach towards the hospital. During the journey, the baby who was usually very calm although she was very sick suddenly cried out loud and the mother couldn’t really calm her down. Other passangers started to be annoyed with the noise. Some of them started to look at the mother and the baby cynically, while the others who couldn’t stand anymore decided to get off earlier. This situation upset the coach driver. He thought that there would be no one who wanted to get on his coach if the baby kept crying like that. Finally he forced the mother to get off although they hadn’t arrived at the hospital yet. The mother begged the driver not to do so because the baby was very sick and she needed to go to the hospital as soon as possible. But the driver didn’t listen. He dropped off the mother and her baby in the middle of nowhere, and continued his journey with no mercy. The mother started to cry and panic, but luckily, a very generous man gave them a ride and promised to take them to the hospital as fast as he could. The mother was very grateful to that man, she kept saying thank you and wished him the very best along the way. Until then they were trapped in a traffic jam. The man get off of the car trying to find out the reason why there was such an unusual congestion. And there up front, they saw a very horrible scene where a bus was crashed and burnt. Nobody was alive in the accident. The mother recognised the bus, yup, that’s the bus whose driver had just forced her to get off of it few minutes ago…!!! She was shocked and thankful at the same time, knowing that her baby had (actually) saved her by crying out loud which had made them got rid off of the coach. She couldn’t imagine how it would be if the driver didn’t force her to get off.
Well…after I read the story, my heart filled with a little hope. Yup…maybe this was just the way He wanted me to get through. Maybe He just wanted to “save” me. And maybe He just wanted to lead me to a better place He’s been prepared…
Then when I had a chat with my old friend a couple days ago, I noticed that actually we experienced the same thing: being fired, from the same place we hated the most. But now look at us. She’s got a much better job in an international airline company, while I end up here, enjoying many precious things I do, see and experience, and also enjoying my new job as a government auditor.
Hmmm…What a life… 
