Our patience, diligent prayer and unwaivering faith have brought a dream to fruition. For many people, having a "job" is not something you dream of, rather something you must "do" daily as a responsible American adult. Not so in Joe's case. This particular job has been almost 5 months in the making, starting with one of those random, "I can get you a job with my company" comments at a wedding last summer.
Going from "Carpenter by day" to "Tunnel Miner by night" is proving to be a bit rough, on Joe, as expected. What wasn't expected is how I'd be handling the changes. Things around "Gocke Central" are kind of in an uproar lately. We're at a major crossroads yet again. Much prayer is going into a serious decision regarding where we call home. We've got to decide whether it's better for Joe to "live" in Pacifica during the work-week and travel home for his 1-2 day weekends or if we should pack up the family and move to Tracy, which is a 1-3 hour commute each way for Joe daily. That way, he'd be home each day...
It all boils down to just what we're willing to sacrifice for the "almighty Dollar". Just how much is our time together as a family worth? Would Joe's absence during the week make our family stronger or weaker? If he's home to sleep every day, will that put limitations on our activities as a family? So many questions.
Today, they'll remain unanswered.
