My employer’s words struck terror in my heart: “I’m sorry, Jock, but we have to let you go. We’ve got to downsize to stay afloat.” Just like that, my 14-year career with a marketing agency was over. The chances of my finding another good job at age 51 were minuscule. How would I support my wife and four-year-old son?
Panicked, I prayed, “Lord, please lead me to a job.” Then I signed up for unemployment and scoured the want ads.
Read More: Prayer to Find a Job | Guideposts