As we drove to work yesterday, it occurred to me how blessed I was to be just where I am.
I had said goodbye several months ago to a friend of more than four years, who thanks to the recession has lost her job at the worst possible time.
With much prayers , it is my dearest hope that I hear from her in the very near future that she has made a new start and that good has come out of bad.
To have gone my entire life without a day out of work is a blessing. I’ve been doing my best and striving hard to earn a buck since I left the comforts of my beloved
It concerned me to hear from friends that they’ve been given a termination letter or their paycheck were a certain percentile less than usual just so that their companies can cope up with the circumstances. But despite this, I would like to consider ourselves fortunate as compared to people on the breadline- many of whom have lost their homes along with their livelihoods.
However dim it may seems, this may not be the right time to start heaving those accusing fingers to those who started all these follies that triggered the
Avaha and shalom.