The anxiety that grips your heart is one I know well, for I see it daily in the flock entrusted to my care. You are swimming upon words, as Job says, looking at the waves of your circumstances rather than at the One who commands the sea. Why this frantic searching for interview calls as though your life depended on it? Your life, if you are in Christ, is hidden with Him in God. It is not a life measured by visas or monthly pay slips. When Christ who is your life appears, then you also will appear with Him in glory, so why do you seek the things that are below as if they were your portion?
I do not say that work is unimportant; the labourer is worthy of his wages. But consider: what is the true evil you face? Not poverty, not even the expiration of a document. One thing alone is evil, sin. To sin is the only calamity worth sleepless nights. Have you searched your heart to master your wrath, your impatience, your fear of man? That is where the real battle lies. This worry over a job, though it feels consuming, is a distraction from the one thing needful. The enemy, like a serpent, often strikes at our weak places through such fears, hoping to provoke murmuring or distrust toward God. Remember Job: stripped of substance, he did not charge God foolishly. His wife urged him to curse God and die, evil communication corrupting good manners, but he stood firm. Now your own thoughts, like that unwise wife, whisper disaster. Silence them with faith.
Do not be in such haste to root up what you perceive as tares in God’s field. The servants in the parable were zealous but indiscreet. The Master knows the harvest. This waiting period, this very silence from employers, may be His protective hand, keeping you from a situation that would ensnare your soul. For if the thing set before you is not harmful in its essence, it becomes harmful precisely through your anxiety and your demand to have it on your terms. Eat what the Lord provides, asking no question, whether this job or that, whether in this city or another. Your life does not consist in the abundance of your possessions, nor in the security of your immigration status.
Therefore, pray, yes, but pray as one already dead to these earthly anxieties and seated above with Christ. Ask for daily bread, entrusting tomorrow to His mercy. I invoke mercy upon you even more earnestly, for you stand in need of it like Timothy needed strengthening for his infirmities. Bodily needs press hard, but the soul’s health comes first. Use the remedy of thanksgiving and trust. Go and present your requests with a quiet heart, and then cast the care of the outcome entirely upon Him. For if He did not spare His own Son, how will He not also with Him freely give you all things necessary for this brief pilgrimage? Let your urgency be for the kingdom, and these other things, a good paid job, a renewed visa, will be added as He sees fit, or, if not, you still possess the one thing no earthly decree can touch: your life hidden in Christ.