People were searching and I wanted to respond.

God, I don’t have a job.
Help me to have faith for a good future and
To be patient with myself as I grieve losing the future, I thought I was going to have.
Remind me that you have all kinds of work in this world and my gifts are needed.
Help me to see that all life’s experiences have lessons they can teach.
When I am discouraged, lift me up.
Remind me to reach out to others who might help.

God, I’m having some low moments now.
Moments when I don’t see the point,
Where I feel overwhelmed
And life feels very dark.

Help me to believe in life’s dawn.
Teach me to get back up each time I am knocked down,
To steady myself after each misstep.
I may need to try many paths before discovering one that leads to the next chapter in my life journey.
Make me brave enough to ignore my doubts and shake off disappointments along the way.
I shall come to talk to you when I feel ready to give up to ask again for renewed strength.
Help me to believe, not just in you, but in myself and the gifts you gave me.
I’m going to be quiet now in case there is anything you’d like to tell me. Thanks.

Originally published at http://www.unemploymentville.com on July 12, 2020.

I originally wrote the above poem when a keyword search tool told me that people were searching for ‘Job Loss Prayer’ or ‘Prayers for Job Loss’ and that there were very few results. I wanted my prayer to be similar to what I felt when I was out-of-work and to also be non-denominational.

One of the toughest things about being out of work is feeling alone because you’ve lost connection with people who you used to see or at least talk to every day. Shared work projects, even if they are NOT your dream job, still bring people together. With that connection gone, it’s important to rely on other connections you might have, including one with your creator, God, whatever higher power you believe in.

And since I titled this post ‘PrayerS’ for job loss, plural, here is one that I like.

The Lord is My Shepherd

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

Psalm 23 — King James Bible (public domain)

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