In the midst of it all, my hubby is getting disheartened with his job. He is the night manager of custodians at a local High School. He is a jack of all trades, in reality. He has had additional classes to improve his work resume. He has gone to college. He is “smart as a whip”. Give him an idea and he can build it, possibly put a motor in it and it will last longer than a human’s life time. He is honest and hard working. 1 Timothy 5: 18 says, “For the scripture saith, Thou shalt not muzzle the ox that treadeth out the corn; And, the labourer is worthy of his reward.”
When this school hired my husband, the school had a low rating. Schools with higher ratings get more state fundings. Now, they are close to being an A school. My husband came in and organized the workers into a more efficient, well oiled machine. He built moral, too. He is honored and admired by his co-workers. He was told things like “Here is how we do things.” “Here are the procedures for ordering supplies and other orderly procedures.” “Your responsibilities are this and such.” “The day crew’s responsibilities are this and such.” “Our school’s finances are super tight.”
This is not the first school he has worked for in this capacity.
The equation of our life stress is growing.
At my hubby’s school, he’s not been able to go through proper channels as he was told to do. He has bought supplies out of his own pocket. He retains his Christ-like testimony with his co-workers as he advises them what needs to be done: when and how. He works harder when they have absentee-ism. They are supposed to have a call in list for sub-custodians.
They fail in upper management responsibilities more than they should. They expect cleanliness when there are ball games and when a child vomits on the floor.
It takes a lot to get my hubby “down”. He is feeling the “Who gives a __?” That is usually not my hubby at all. He does all as unto the Lord. (See Colossians 3: 23)