My Issac

‘Lay down the knife,’ the angel said[to Abraham]. ‘Do not hurt the boy in anyway, for now I know you truly fear God. You have not withheld even your beloved son from me.’

Genesis 23: 12

  Paul and I have been praying and considering taking a job as the assistant managers at our apartment complex, Casa de Jerardo. Some of the perks of this job include free rent and utilities for a two bedroom apartment, a laundry allowance every month, plus a regular salary.

Everything was going really well. Apparently our property managers think very highly of us and strongly recommended us to their boss. We went in for the interview and pretty much had the job in the bag when she brought up the topic of friends in the complex. She essentially said that for professionalism’s sake we would not be allowed to have any friends who lived in the complex. Heck, we moved here because of the Sandals people! How was that going to work? I left the interview very distraught. I was not willing to give up the friendships and relationships that Paul and I had begun forming over the last few years for a job, but we both really wanted this job. I thought we could just tell her that it wouldn’t be a problem and then see our friends anyways, but I didn’t want to lie either.

We came home and talked to our manager, Linda, who is one of the nicest ladies I know. She said that she didn’t think it would be a problem. I still didn’t feel okay with it though, it seemed shady. 

Initially we decided to say no. Our reasons were simple. God called us to be in a life of relationships, we need to be obedient to that calling and no job, no matter how good it may seem, is worth disobedience.

I put off making the call to the lady who interviewed us as long as I could. I don’t like conflict. I even told my parents and my brother that Paul and I weren’t going to take the position before I had talked to the lady.

This morning I got a knock on my door. I opened it to find Steve standing on my doorstep. He had come to explain that he and Linda had talked to their boss. They explained that they knew our friends and they knew there would be no conflict of interest in us taking the position and maintaining our relationships. He said that he really hoped we would reconsider it and not worry about the friends issue, and that if we wanted it, the job was ours.

We took it. Paul and I start on Monday as the new assistant managers at Casa de Jerado. I am excited, but mostly I am grateful. I feel that God has blessed Paul and I because we were faithful to the life he called us to live. I think He was really testing us to see if we walk the way we talk, I would like to think we passed.