He sat on a couch that would soon need to be sold. His eyes had fallen to his shoes. How did this happen? He couldn’t understand. What had he done, where had he gone wrong, who had he hurt that would warrant this awful punishment. He had always tried to be a kind man, a good neighbor, a loving husband and father. He mowed his lawn once a week, he attended all the schoolboard meetings, and he filed his taxes on time every year. ‘I’m a good man’, he thought. ‘Lord, I’m a good man. Why did you do this to me?’
His position within his company had been merged with another and he had been let go. He had worked with the company for nearly 10 years. The sudden unemployment took his whole family by surprise. He immediately began applying for another job with a similar salary and job description, but nobody seemed interest. Everybody had seemed to turn from him and look in another direction. It seemed that no matter how hard he screamed for their attention, no matter how many resumes he sent out or how many interviews he signed on for, nobody wanted anything to do with him. At the same time, a handful of rats bit at his ankles, demanding money for bills, mortgages, debts, car payments. His palms had simply run out of coins. He had been bled dry within a year.
This is where he was now. Sitting in his living room as a small group of Hispanic workers carted away his television and cable box. He wanted to scream. Instead, he prayed.