God worked it out for the employer to hire both of us
“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose” (Romans 8:28).
I never thought I would welcome a diagnosis of pneumonia. But I felt relieved when Dr. Lorimer announced that verdict. For two months I had fought off a chest cold with severe coughing and occasional fever and exhaustion. An earlier chest X-ray had been inconclusive. But the more recent one was unmistakable.
“I recommend complete bed rest for two weeks,” Dr. Lorimer insisted. Two weeks would knock me out of the summer semester at seminary. It would also deprive me of two weeks of work and income at the automotive warehouse, where I worked evenings. Maybe that was a good thing. That hot, dusty warehouse was largely responsible for my having this illness. Nevertheless, this latest crisis put one more bump in the road for a student desperately trying to train for the ministry and provide for his family.
I followed the doctor’s orders. And within 10 days my condition had so vastly improved that he let me out of my cage on a limited basis. By the next week I regained my previous strength and vigor. I could not, however, return to that dusty warehouse. Not wanting to relapse, I began to look for other employment.
So I called my classmate and neighbor Bud Passmore one morning and asked him if Purolator was hiring. Purolator was in the overnight courier business back in the 1980s. In what was one of the better-paying jobs for a full-time student, Bud drove a van for them on an afternoon pick-up route. I was hoping to find similar work.
“Well, they’ll need a new driver in a couple of weeks. Bernie (another classmate) just graduated and is giving up his route,” Bud informed me. “I’ll put in a good word for you with Mike the dispatcher.” And he did. In fact, he gave Mike the hard sell, told him how badly I wanted the job.
I had actually met Mike about six months earlier. A position had opened up at the company at that time, and I had applied for it. Mike had called me in for an interview and the prospects of getting hired looked good.
“Now you know, don’t you,” Mike had warned me during that interview, “this is just a temporary job. The regular driver is off for 30 days recuperating from surgery. When she comes back, your job will be ended. We’ll move you into another opening if we have one, but I can’t guarantee anything.”
No, I was not aware that the job was temporary. I could not afford to give up my work at the warehouse for 30 days only to find myself unemployed afterward. So I turned down that offer. The next day I ran into Bud in the classroom and discovered that he was looking for work. In fact, he needed a job desperately. When I told him about the Purolator position, he jumped at the prospect. Even 30 day’s worth of work would buy him a little time. So I called Mike and recommended Bud. Mike immediately interviewed Bud and hired him. And the permanent driver decided not to return after all. Therefore, Bud’s position became permanent.
Now here it was months later. I needed a new job desperately and Bud was recommending me to Mike. Mike remembered me and called me in for a new interview. It went well, and I was finally hired to work for Purolator. That job would sustain me and my family well for the next two years during the rest of our stay at seminary.
Bud and I often laughed later about how originally neither of us had worked for Purolator, but we each had managed to get the other one hired. Never would I have thought a hot dusty warehouse and a case of pneumonia would work for the betterment of two struggling seminary students.
“Be content with such things as you have. For He Himself has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you” (Hebrews 13:5).