The pefect job
I needed work to support my three little girls. I had no car, and no income except welfare. I wanted to get a job, but had no idea how, so I called a toll-free prayer line to ask for help. The lady told me to get out the Yellow Pages and start at A, and dial numbers. She said a very positive prayer with me.
I took the book out and dialed the first number listed under the A’s. The man said, “Hey, I was just writing an ad to put in the paper! Come on in.” The job was data entry. He said the machine was older, but he liked it (amazingly, I had been sent to school to learn that very machine in Virginia!).
I explained I would have to take the bus and also that I would have some challenges with the fact that I had three children, so I needed odd hours. He suddenly stood up and handed me a set of keys… to a car! He said, “See that Cadillac out there? I need it moving to keep it oiled and running properly.” He also said I could bring the children with me to work and do any hours I wanted.
I had pictured a job where I could bring the girls, but the car was an amazing added bonus! It was a HUGE old black Fleetwood with big pointy fenders… I felt like my head must have looked the size of a lemon driving that thing, and I burst out laughing as I drove off the lot.
I will always be grateful for that chance. This happened because I visualized the situation coming true, I am sure of it.