That afternoon, every employee in Jenny’s department watched the clock nervously. At 3 p.m., emails would go out to those getting laid off. At 3:01, her inbox dinged. Jenny was out of work.
From other cubicles, someone pounded a fist, another shouted. One person even cried. Jenny felt like doing it all. Instead, she walked to a coworker and said, “How can I help?”
This is Howard Butt, Jr., of Laity Lodge. Bad news naturally brings fear. The writer of Psalm 31 cries out, “My life is consumed by anguish.” Yet a few lines later he writes, “But I trust in you, Lord . . . my times are in your hands.” Employed or not, our times are in his hands . . . in the high calling of our daily work.
But I trust in you, O LORD;
I say, “You are my God.”
My times are in your hands;
deliver me from my enemies
and from those who pursue me.