my thoughts.

If you are already thinking that I am a little weird, you should just skip today's post all together.
But please come back tomorrow...I will be less weird then.
I will be back to my usual weird.


I told you a while ago about my friend J at work who I thought was really the reason I am at Hobby Lobby. I have to believe that God works in ways like that - that He controls the details of our lives to the point that even the small things are important. I know that He is big enough to do that. I so struggled with why I was working at HL...feeling like I wasn't making a difference, feeling like the 8 hours I spend there every day doesn't really mean anything to anyone. But I know, I have to believe, that I was and still am there for a reason. And after a lot of consideration, I still believe that it was to make a positive impact on this one person. I hope that I have made an impact on other people as well but I feel like knowing him and impacting his life was my most important action.

And I told this to J last night as breezed through the frame shop while I was working. His life has changed drastically and no thanks to me, or even me alone. He has been surrounded by and lifted up by quite a few people in the recent months. An old teacher who has taken time to care and share her faith, a compete stranger at Starbucks, and a friend at HL who cares about him (that would be me!). He said "I have never been better"..."I am in the best place now."
Going from suicidal thoughts and being chased by generational demons to joining us at church on Sunday and being filled with the Holy Spirit and a beautiful sense of what community is really all about.
I almost cried last night talking to him - knowing that God has worked "behind the scenes" in ways that completely blow my mind. Healing a heart that the world would have just written off as permanently broken. He left, promising to tell me the rest of his story when we eat lunch after church on Sunday, and I just cried out to my Father.
How can you not praise a God who can still heal, who is still relevant to a hurting world?

I think I have served my purpose now...I know that it is OK for me to move on and I am very comfortable doing so. I no longer feel like I still have something to fulfill there.

I believe in a BIG God...a God that is big enough to care about the little stuff like where a girl living in Chattanooga works so that she can be a small part of changing the life of another Child.

alot of nothing.

Reporting in with a lot of not too much to share.
Sorry.
The weather cleared up yesterday by the time I left work, leaving me with mostly dry roads and 39 degrees to drive home in.
For that, I was thankful.

My mom and sister are coming to see me next Tuesday and I have already asked for the day off so hang out with them (which is good considering I have an interview that day now too...). We are going to Ignis Glass Studio to fulfill their Christmas presents of "blow your own glass ornament". I am pretty excited...I hope I remember to take the camera and get some pictures for you!

Other than that, not too much to report. Just another day at work...I'm off Saturday this week and very much looking forward to it!

you're kidding, right?

Raining.
Now it is just raining.
Meaning it has warmed up enough to melt the snow and make a mess.
What a major bummer.
Yuck.
Going to work.

pitter-patter.

Be still my beating heart.
My meeting/interview was canceled because of the snow.
Postponed until next Tuesday.
I have to wait another week to hear something, meet people, possibly have answers.
She says she thinks I am a "great fit" for the job but I have to pass inspection of all these other people that I will be working with.
And now I have a week to be nervous about it.

I even rearranged my work schedule last minute yesterday to be able to go...
I am starting to really dislike this snow business.
It was fun the first time around.
Not so much now that it is causing me this much stress.
And if it really keeps it up like it is, I may not be able to get to work.
Or get home later.
I don't like to drive in this mess!

hm...

Got up.
Took a shower.
Eating my cereal.
About to go dry my hair.
Looked outside.
Snow.
Again.
And coming down hard in giant flakes.

My interview might get canceled if this keeps up. She said we would reschedule until next week.
I think I might die a little.

#2.

I have interview #2 tomorrow morning at 11am.
She wants me to meet some other people in the office who will be doing basically the same things as me/working with me/helping me/teaching me...and this time...they get to interview me. Fun!
I like to meet new people so I am excited.
And hopefully it will end well for me!
Say a little prayer.

don't stop.

Not too much to report for today...gotta open on a Monday morning which is really unusual. I normally go in at 10 or 11 so I can order my department (photo frames) before we get really busy and I get interrupted so many times I can't get finished. But not today! I open but that means I can get off at 5 and Chad and I are going to go to the YMCA and swim. Looking forward to it tons! He is not a member and yet and I think we are going to change out membership to a family membership so he can go swim and ride the bike too...maybe do some triathalon training. It sorta stinks that there is a YMCA really close to HobLob now but there really isn't one any where near where we are looking at houses. Admittedly, I am super spoiled by our current living location...not only does this place have huge bathrooms, bedrooms, and closets...it is super close to work, to grocery stores, the YMCA, and only about 13 minutes from Target! You can't beat that...but hey, it is a small price to pay to be in your own place, in a house you can call your own.
On that note...say your prayers about that one too! We have some big decisions to make over the next few weeks and we want to make the right decision, not an emotional decision. Ok...I want to make the right decision not based on emotion. Chad typically makes logical decisions easily.
Also...please don't stop praying about the job thing. I haven't heard anything yet and I am dying a little inside! Ok, that is an exaggeration. But I really hope I hear something very soon so I can stop fretting over it, worrying about, pondering it, thinking about it, etc...when I am supposed to be doing other things!