Being unemployed for the last couple of months has been tough. Searching job sites like monster, dice, and craigslist often leaves me frustrated. Sending out 2-3 resumes a day and not getting word back from so many has been draining and really discouraging. As all these feelings came to a head yesterday, I ended last night by reading this prayer from The Divine Hours:
The Lord is my chosen portion; he is my strength and my might.
I will bless the Lord at all times; his praise shall be in my mouth.
Though the fig tree does not blossom and no fruit is on the vines,
yet I will gives thanks to the Lord, I will sing praises to him.
Though the produce of the olive fails and the fields yield no food,
yet I will praise the name of God, I will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Though the flock is cut off from the fold and there is no herd in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will exult in the God of my salvation.
This prayer really gave me a lot of peace. It reminded me that even when I feel like all my work is futile and fruitless, God is still good and worthy of praise.
