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“I give up!” Jake said, flinging the stack of bills across the room, “There’s no way we can pay these by the time they’re due.”
Marcia was worried too, but refused to give into the panic that was attempting to invade her husband’s heart. She knew nothing she said to console him at that moment would help. His pain was hard for her to watch. Her furtive glance at the scattered papers strewn across the floor reminded her of their dreams, now scattered to the wind.
She gently grasped Jake's clinched fists that lay on the table between them. The gesture calmed him; her touch had been all that was needed to usher in peace to his weary soul. The tension etched in his face disappearing. Jake had often taken her into his arms and whispered thanks to God for creating her to be his perfect soul mate. She felt the same way about him.
Only ten years ago, both fresh out of college, with deep love for each other and heads full of dreams, they opened an advertising agency. Jake was a genius when it came to coming up with new ideas that fit their clients products perfectly. Marcia, the visual artist, could translate those ideas into profitable television commercials, or ads in newspaper and magazines. They were a perfect team.
Markets boomed, and companies relied heavily on advertising agencies to gain exposure or boost sales. Clients raved about them, and their dreams of becoming wealthy were on the horizon.
That all seemed like a million years ago now.
The country seemed to be coming undone. Terrorists attacked us. We went to war. Our military men and women were dying in a country whose leaders abhorred our freedom and way of life. Politicians had forgotten the hardworking citizens who elected them. The only thing that seemed to matter was their political agendas to be re-elected.
The downturn in the countries' economy caused many of their clients to go out of business, or move to other countries, taking their advertising dollars with them.
Jake and Marcia were not alone in their struggle. Many of their friends and family members had already lost their jobs or were in fear of losing them. Homes were on the brink of being lost. Gas prices were ridiculous. Food prices were going up, and savings accounts were depleted or dwindling. Some were desperate for relief and feeling forced to file bankruptcy. It looked like they would be next to do just that.
Marcia didn’t want to think about any of that right now. Jake needed her to be strong. She closed her eyes and said a prayer asking for wisdom and the strength she would need to support her husband so they could get through this together.
“I feel like a failure Marcia. I had hoped we would be rich one day.”
“You’re not a failure Jake. Despite the fact we’ve been dealt a blow, we are rich in many ways.” Marcia stood up. Moving from her chair and kneeling beside her husband. Looking up into his tear-stained face, “We still have each other. We took an oath ten years ago to love, honor and cherish each other. To support one another for richer or poorer, till death do us part.” Jake looked into her eyes. She continued, “Do you want to go back on that promise now mister?” giving him a gentle pinch in the side.
His sweet smile showed up at the corners of his mouth, “What did I do to deserve you?”
“I don’t know, but whatever it is, keep doing it,” she said, giving him a wink. “Seriously Jake, God is going to help us through this. All we need to do is trust in his promise to supply all our needs.”
“Even those?” He asked pointing at the bills scattered on the floor.
“Yes, even those.”
In unison they stood up, began gathering up the bills and laying them back on the table.
Nothing would destroy or defeat them, not even this situation. They would get through it trusting in those promises. The one God made to them and the one they made to each other. For Richer or Poorer, till death do they part.
“…my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus”- Philippians 4:19 –NKJV
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