A CONTRITE HEART

I gave my curriculum vitae to a woman who was in a capacity to give me a job. She promised, she will call me immediately she got home. I waited and waited for six months for her call. I was getting frustrated and I was tired of waiting. So I knelt down on my knees helplessly and prayed to God. I acknowledged the fact that it was God who will help me and not her after all. A day after, I received a call from her, saying she never looked at my curriculum vitae until yesterday.  She gave me a job offer which was a perfect fit for me. God indeed answered my prayer when I came to Him with a contrite heart.

 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
    where does my help come from?
 My help comes from the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2