Harry knocks on the office door. From inside a voice replies. “Come in, it’s open.”
The door partially opens followed by Harry’s wrinkled face, beaming with a smile. “You wanted to see me, Mr. Tanner?”
“Yes, Harry, come in, and please call me Mike.”
Harry gazes out the window as he sits in the leather chair. “Boy that sure is a mighty fine view you got here, Mr. Mike. Don’t see pictures of the city like this from the mailroom unless we hang one on the wall.”
“Harry, getting to the reason I called you up here, I’m afraid I have some bad news. The corporate heads have ordered a reduction in work force and I’m afraid that your name is on the list to be laid-off. It has nothing to do with your work. According to your file you’ve been a loyal employee for many years.” He takes a deep breath and looks down at his paper work. Sometimes I hate my job.
Slowly he raises his eyes as he waits for a response only to find Harry sitting there with the same big smile on his face. “Harry?”
“Did you hear what I said?”
“Yes sir, Mr. Mike, I sure did.”
He must be going senile and doesn’t understand the impact of what I’m telling him. Mike walks around and sits on the front of his desk leaning towards him. “Harry, do you understand that you are no longer employed by us and you can’t come back to work here any more?”
“Yes sir, no more work and no pay check; right?”
“That’s right, Harry.” Mike sits up straight with a puzzled look on his face. “If you truly understand all this, how can you be so chipper about it? I wouldn’t blame you one bit for being at least a little upset or something. I know I would be.”
Harry smiles even bigger. “Well, Mr. Mike, it’s like this. I’ve really enjoyed working here in the mailroom all these years. I’ve made many friends here during that time. But you see, this job is not my source, God is. This is just the job He used to meet my needs for now. God will supply; He hasn’t failed me yet. When you get to be my age you learn a few things along the way.”
“Oh, little things to most folks, but not to me. You see, when I opened my eyes this morning and realized that I had just taken another breath; that was the miracle. Everything after that, whether good or bad, just reminds me that I’m alive. Kind of hard to get down about anything compared to that.”
“Well that sounds great, Harry, but no one can keep that attitude for long. Especially in this day and age.”
“That’s only because they have forgotten who God is and who they are in Him.”
“I don’t know, Harry, it seems to me that you may be setting yourself up for a big fall.”
He laughs. “Maybe so, but I know my God will catch me before I hit bottom.”
“You make it sound so easy, Harry.” He stares out the window at the city below.
“That’s the thing. It is easy. We’re the ones who make God complicated. God gives us His love, grace, and mercy, not to mention His Holy Spirit to guide us. It sounds to me like He wants us to have the best in this life. Oh sure there may be a few bumps in the road. A brand new road is nice the first few hundred miles but after that it gets rather boring.”
“You’re a good man, Harry. I can’t say that I’ve ever met anyone quite like you.”
“Why thank you, Mr. Mike. That’s mighty nice of you. Well I best be getting back down stairs and clean out my desk.” Harry stands to his feet and the two of them shake hands.
“Please, Harry, call me Mike.”
“Well alrighty then, Mike. Would you mind if I said goodbye to some of my dear friends before I leave? I mean if that’s alright?”
“Sure, Harry, no problem.”
“Well thank you kindly, Mike. You be good to yourself now, hear?” He opens the door to leave.
“If you’re ever in the neighborhood, would you stop by for a cup of coffee sometimes? Just to talk.”
He nods with a wink. “I’d like that just fine, Mike, just fine.”
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