God's
Wonderful Providence
After
graduating high school, I entered the US Air Force where I started a
career as an electronic technician. My Dad had encouraged me to seek
a career in electronics. It was a great choice as I loved working
with electronics. After serving for three and a half years, I sought
to enter civilian life and desired to become an electronics engineer.
After
returning home from the Air Force, I found it difficult finding
employment in electronics. As time pasted, I ended up working in the
small loan business at Household Finance Corp. I also met the love of
my life, Nellie Galloway, and we married and started our own
household. My career at Household Finance was progressing as I was
working to become a Senior Assistant Manager and eventually a manager
of my own office. While this job was more than supplying our needs,
it really wasn't what I wanted for a career. I still desired to
become an electronics engineer.
Now, God
starts to apply pressure! My manager at Household Finance informed me
that the company wanted me to gain more experience in a busier branch
in a more metropolitan city. I told my manager that I really didn't
want a transfer. After he discussed that with his district manager,
it was clear that they would be looking to transfer me as soon as
they found a position. That prompted me to apply for electronic
opportunities outside of where we were living. So far I got no
responses for my job inquiries.
Then the day
came. Household Finance informed me that I would be transferred to
one of the four offices in this large metropolitan city. We were
disappointed, but had no other options. We moved to the city just
before Thanksgiving. There were things that immediately stressed us.
Many of our neighbors had bars on their windows. The drive to and
from work was incredibly congested. It didn't take long for my
anxiety to build at work. A customer that I called to collect money
from threatened to come to the office and knock my teeth out if I
called again! And, conversation in the office centered around a
manger from one of the other offices that had been shot with a gun in
the office by a customer while discussing there need to make payments
on their loan. And, this was the second time that manager had been
shot by the same customer. After the first time, a judge, after
assuming the customer wasn't hostile anymore, told the customer to go
to the office and make arrangements to pay the loan. That is when,
for the second time, the customer again shot the manager. I am not
sure why that customer was allowed out of jail after the first time,
but I really didn't care. I just wanted out of the small loan
business.
God rescues! I
got a call from a government contracting company wanting to know if
we would be willing to move to Bitburg Germany where I would be
involved in modifying aircraft that I had worked on in the military.
It was at the same military base that I served at for two and a half
years in the Air Force. At this point I probably don't have to tell
you what our answer was. We promptly packed up and headed back home!