Square Peg ● Round Hole







I have this unique ability of figuring out solutions for any situation that I might encounter. Call me God’s assistant. I figure he is super busy with all the problems of the world, so if I solve my own issues, then he is free to assist in other areas like world peace. I’m hilarious, delusional, and a bit of a control freak.

Take my spouse’s employment hiatus, for example. In my mind, I have the fix. I nudge him with reminders to network. Telling him that it is all about who you know. Sending resumes through these various sites aren’t getting him any closer to a new career. My vivid imagination has all the answers. Unfortunately, I forget that God and my spouse really don’t need my help. Brian has a higher power and it isn’t me.

The other day my spouse tells me that he is going to an orientation that the unemployment office is offering to gather more information about some vocational classes. I am annoyed. Why? Because it doesn’t match my vision. This isn’t the solution that I had for this situation.

In true God-like fashion, he comes home yesterday with a smile on his face and a bit of excitement stating that has enrolled in this three week vocational training. They provide all the tools for job placement. See what happened there? I put his employment in a box. I could only see one way this could work out and that has been my focus. No wonder I am completely coo coo for cocoa puffs.

Maybe I just need to focus on my own stuff. Maybe when I step out of the way, things work out because let’s face it, God is a whole lot more creative than I am.