Hey guys!
Just wanted to share something really rad that happened today.
Lately things have just been kind of lame, to be honest with you. Not that we're not grateful for so many things in our lives, we absolutely are. But I've been trying to find work because Chris (working two jobs.. technically like 65 hours per week) is just so tired and it makes me so sad. I'm so thankful for how hard he works, but it makes me so sad. So I've been applying places. Mostly retail since that's who's really hiring right now for the holidays. Honestly though... I just suck something awful at retail/customer service jobs. Is that awful of me? As a Christian who believes it's completely important to serve others, I openly admit that I am AWFUL at customer service jobs. However let me clarify that it's not because I don't enjoy serving and helping others, I absolutely enjoy it. I just have a hard time (to say the least...) giving my all to assist someone and have them be rude to me. My goodness, I have never been good at that. I have had, wait, let me count... seven (real) jobs in the past 3 years. That's not including my two-day attempt as a Telemarketer for Brinks Home Security Systems, but maybe that can also be used as an example. Every single one of those jobs have all been either retail or food/bev type jobs. All packed full with customer service.
So it's not a matter of having the experience, it's a matter of having the skill and, admittedly, the right attitude. I've always, since my first job at Bahama Buck's (and coincidentally, the longest job I've held - EVER. ...10 months) been horrible with crappy customers. I just want to yell back at them, "HEY, WEENIE! TRY BEING GRATEFUL THAT WE'RE EVEN OPEN THIS LATE! I'M STINKEN TIRED!" Or, "Seriously, you're THAT upset with ME because YOUR coupon expired last month and I can't allow you to use it?" Retail has always seemed, to me at least, to be a place where adults find excuses to act like children. Tantrums over small, insignificant things, getting upset (yelling or, yes, I have even been cussed at on SEVERAL occasions) at someone who has really nothing to do with the problem. And on the receiving end, I can hardly stand it. My blood boils. And I just have to .. leave. Hence, my seven jobs.
Ironically, the one job I truly enjoyed... I was laid off of when the economy took a real hit. The only job I didn't quit! I was a "Watch Technician" for Fast-Fix Jewelry and Watch Repair. I loved it! Though I dealt with customers regularly, and some were crappy, I mostly got to sit at a desk with all my tools in front of me, put my head gear on (with attached magnifying glass), and sit and fix watches. Peaceful, beautiful job, that was. THAT is my kind of job. A behind-the-scenes, sit and accomplish my task, kind of job. Where I have little to no customer interaction. But those are hard to come by, I'm finding.
Anyway, thank you for allowing me to vent to you. Though, I suppose you have no choice since it's my blog and I am allowed to type pretty much whatever I want. You do have the choice to not read any of this though... which... I may have lost you during my rants and raves. But if you're still reading this, let me get back on track.
Chris is tired. I'm trying to find a job. Money has gotten tight (mostly because of the car stuff). But listen to this! We were generously given $500 to fix our new car! Oh, and that's an update as well. We love our new car... but since we brought it home, it only starts when you jump it! (That's what she said). Okay. Had to get that out of the way. Anyway, like I said, we were given $500 to fix it!! Incredible. What a God moment... surreal. But to add to the craziness, Chris and I haven't gotten to spend much time together that wasn't dedicated to tackling some sort of problem or car issue or financial hoo-hah or what not. The other night I got a lovely text from Shannon, telling me that she's going to send Chris and me on a date to Zoo Lights next Wednesday! What the heck! ANOTHER God moment. Couldn't even believe it!! Chris and I have never been to Zoo Lights and I've wanted to go for several years, so that was amazing.
But then today (and honestly.. please don't take this as me being ungrateful, it was more just one of those days), Chris and I were going to wake up and have a calm morning together watching Toy Story 3 in our pajamas (rented from Red Box, we have several codes we use to get free movies.. which is just awesome right now). But we woke up... I was going to make us oatmeal but we didn't have any brown sugar. So he did some work while I ran to Fry's for some brown sugar, sugar, eggs, milk, and.. I think that's it. So I came home, made oatmeal, Chris had already eaten cereal while I was gone, then he realized he had a ton of work to get done for ONEcc, so I did some chores in the mean time but I couldn't really focus because I couldn't get over how I just wanted it to be our relaxing morning together. Ehh long story short, we didn't get to have our time together, Chris did work all morning then left to go to work some more at Apple at 4:20p. So by this time.. I was pretty emotional. I just missed him, you know? Ladies, you know what I mean. Before he left I was feeling really bummed about how the day had turned out. I think at one point I asked him if we could move away to another country where we could live in a hut, all we needed was each other and Harley.. maybe Bixby.. ;). A place where neither of us had to make money money money we could just live and be. But of course that seemed foolish. But there I was, still frustrated. It seems silly now, but I felt like, "God are you listening? What are we supposed to do right now, where do we go? Please help me get a job so Chris doesn't have to work so much, please meet this need here, and this one here". I felt like He wasn't listening. Which is absurd to think. He was listening AND responding when He put it on Shannon's heart to get us a date to Zoo Lights. He responded to us through those who SO GENEROUSLY gave to us to help us with our vehicle.
And to top it off...
As Chris opened the door to leave to go to Apple at 4:20p tonight (after tickling me and making me laugh and just all around making my day better... but I still felt frustrated with God), we discovered something on our doorstep. It may seem insignificant to you readers but I will never forget it. A box. Filled with Christmas decorations.
This note was stuck to the top:

As Chris read it.. I couldn't help but cry like a little girl. He couldn't stay to console me, and that was okay. I knew what it was. It was God responding directly to my feeling that He wasn't hearing me. I'm crying even recalling it. In that moment, I felt so foolish... so unworthy of the things He had provided. I couldn't stop thinking, "You are so beautiful... You are so beautiful. Why do You love me so much? I don't deserve these things.." I felt like God was giving me a physical hug. Reminding me that He is here... and He loves me greatly. Even though I don't deserve it.
God is so beautiful.
I don't always appreciate the things He does or who He is. I really need to try harder to do that. But even if I don't... He still loves me and wants to be my rock. He still wants to change my world and my life. And He wants to change yours, too.