Jan. 8, 2012

Finding Steve's home in Palmyra

While I worked at Signetics I was asked at one point in my career there to be a maintenance supervisor. I was on dayshift and was the supervisor over the Thin Film manufacturing area. I had about five people who reported to me and with whom I would hold daily team meetings before we started our shift. I was the one who had started the practice of having a team meeting each day because I found it easier to start everyone on the same page that way. I would go in a little early and get a run down on all of the equipment that was down and then hold the team meeting where I would make assignments and then send the technicians out to interface with the other shift before they went home. As part of my duties I was also required to do semi-annual reviews on everyone. One year I remember being pretty upset about one of the reviews since my supervisor had ranked one of my men pretty harshly. I knew I couldn’t really refute what he said but also knew it was very unfair since I knew that he was one of my best techs. It was somewhat obvious to me that my supervisor didn’t like him and wanted to get rid of him so he was trying to make him mad enough to quit. At least that was how it appeared to me. After the interview I could tell that Steve was pretty upset but there was not any time where I could get with him since his shift was over and he quickly left work. I decided snce I knew that he lived out in Plamyra that I would go out and see if I could find him at home and talk to him. I didn’t know where in Plamyra just that it was in Palmyra. SO I decided that I would just let Lord take me there. I drove and when prompted would turn and then finally when I began doubting my ability to listen to the spirit I stopped and asked a farmer where he lived. I was one street away and a lot closer than I thought possible.

Well he was on a tractor in the field so when he saw me he stopped and I went out and got up on the tractor with him o we could talk about it. I don’t recall now anything that I said but it was fairly apparent that he knew he wasn’t wanted and yet by the time we finished talking we both felt good about it. He stayed with the company a few more weeks until he was able to find another job closer to home and left to work there. I will always remember the incident however not so much for the outcome but rather the experience of knowing the Lord loved us both and I was able to be directed to within a few yards of where he lived.