If you are at all savvy with Facebook, you know that a “poke” from a friend is just a way of saying “hello” without saying anything. Kinda a reminder that they are there.
There is a place I have long thought would be a great place to work, and I heard they were hiring. I picked up an employment application the other day, took it home and filled it out. On my way to turn it in today I found myself asking, “Why am I seeking a job?”
Officially, I am now retired, but it’s not like I’m bored and need something to occupy my time. What with yard work and a herd of dogs to train and heal so they can find forever homes, I have plenty to do. It’s not as though we’re hard up financially, we could use a little extra; there are some projects I’d like to get done but God provides, and they will get done. So why do I need a job again?
Just at that moment the SERVICE ENGINE light lit up in the truck’s dashboard. ‘Oh yeah, now I remember.’ Thanks for the poke, God!