God Is the Employer

One rainy morning a few years ago, I went to work and was just comfortably seated at my desk, deciding which task to tackle first, when the boss called me into his office.

I entered, seated myself, and waited expectantly while he fussed with some papers before him with a preoccupied frown. Suddenly he faced me, cleared his throat, and said: "This job is not everyone's pair of shoes. It doesn't seem to be yours. I therefore must let you go." Shocked, and fighting a king-sized lump in my throat, I didn't hear the rest of what he said. Quickly I recalled the previous days, weeks, and months to try to determine a reason for what was happening. I could think of none.

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