I woke up two days ago in an ugly mood. Suddenly, the veil lifted from my eyes concerning my current, very controversial employer. I knew this employer had a sordid past, but I had managed to put it into a positive light for months. New beginnings. I was there to help.
But two days ago, I was in a dark funk. I allowed myself to sink into the emotional quicksand that must have swallowed most of the long-time employees. I hated everyone. I avoided people. I contemplated looking for a new job. I was unforgiving. The honeymoon was over.
But then, as always happens, the Universe came in and showed me why I was there. Magically, the whole situation did a backflip by the end of the afternoon, and I saw how much my being there positively affected the entire organization. Over the course of several months, God had systematically placed me in a unique position, so that I could touch many lives at the organization, all the way up to the new CEO. All of this without my understanding or

assistance.
I'm a communicator by trade. I've had a variety of jobs in communications. Employee communications, of late. And lately, I take pics, too. God has cleverly had me taking pics of all the top execs at this 5,000-employee company. They see me and they do the double take...Now, how do I know her again?
So there I was, still in a dark, dark funk, on my way to an assignment. I had volunteered to take pics the week before, and I was angry with myself for doing so. Just as I was leaving one building to get to the next, who should show up? The two top men in the company. Grrrr. So I am now unintentionally parading the two of them across the long pedestrian bridge, across the massive lobby, and into the hall where hundreds of employees are gathering to hear them speak. They weren't quite sure which room, so I pointed them in the right direction, and I held the door for them when I arrived. The big guy seemed to remember me. He made a point of smiling and saying "hi." A look of recognition in his eyes. Asked me how I was. I was still in a funk, but I smiled brightly back, said I was fine. Well, that did it.
God has a sense of humor. Soon, I was taking photos, workin' the room, making people feel good about themselves, casting my light on the execs, the rank and file, the whole room. I had returned to love. Oh, He's a clever one.