1. Plans and schedules ARE ALWAYS SUBJECT TO CHANGE .
2. I'm happy when things GO THE WAY I PLANNED .
3. The last thing I drank was A CUP OF COFFEE FOR ELIJAH .
4. One of the most valuable things in my life is MY WALK WITH GOD .
5. I like PEPPERONI, PINEAPPLE AND HOT PEPPERS on my pizza.
6. Dear November, CAN YOU MOVE A LITTLE SLOW I'M NOT READY FOR DEC .
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to GETTING TO FLORIDA, tomorrow my plans include LOADING THE TRUCK and Sunday, I want to GO TO CHURCH AND GET ON ROAD BACK TO SC!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Heading to Florida
Well the rental we are moving into is ready.. We did the 'walk thur' last night, well sort of.. its kind of hard to do a complete walk thru when there is no electric or water turned on yet and some rooms were to hard/dark to see any dings in the walls, etc w/o light.
I know Matt got the ball rolling this week to make SURE those things were turned on by today... lets hope the utility company's hold up to their end of the bargain. I hope its not a case of we need to be there to make this happen (I have a feeling it will be) because we are suppose to get on the road to Florida. Goal here is to get his stuff and Trev's out of storage, so its a quick trip really. And if the fridge does not get turned on at the new rental so I can take what we have here over there, well it means thrown a lot of stuff out and I DON'T like doing that!
Leave today, hopefully by noon, get there round 6 or 7pm, pick up truck Saturday, load it, chill Saturday night, go to church Sunday, get on road, back to SC by 1pm. We were discussing having to miss church... mmmm I don't think so... you and T can get your bottoms OUT of bed and we can hit the 8:15 service on Sunday and be on the road by 10am, was my comment - else don't load up my car on the dolly.... I will go to church myself and you can put my car on the dolly when I get back from early service.
I know God understand there are times and circumstances mean you miss church... but in several months I have not missed a Sunday, cept one, Lord knows with all the last minute changes in my life lately... I've needed to be in church on Sunday - lately or, well, recently, its that AH I can relax feeling when I get there and walk in the door... I think that is His gentle reminder and tap on the shoulder to me... "kim its ok I know life is throwing a curve ball every day but I'm here" kind of AHHHHH - ok so sometimes by the time I got home on Sunday my shoulders were bunched around my head again tight with worry... but... for a fine hour or so, it was AHHHHHH, like the angels singing :o) (cue the angels please!) - so I don't see how this circumstance warrants missing church......... nope don't think so...
anyhow I have my QOTD lined up for the weekend (and I guess I need to plan a few more days ahead because we won't have internet, yikes) but not sure if I can figure out or deal with the small screen on my blackberry to get to this blog... we will see...
and... my coffee didn't keep me up TO late.. I mean past MY bedtime (9pm) but I got into bed at 10:30ish..
I know Matt got the ball rolling this week to make SURE those things were turned on by today... lets hope the utility company's hold up to their end of the bargain. I hope its not a case of we need to be there to make this happen (I have a feeling it will be) because we are suppose to get on the road to Florida. Goal here is to get his stuff and Trev's out of storage, so its a quick trip really. And if the fridge does not get turned on at the new rental so I can take what we have here over there, well it means thrown a lot of stuff out and I DON'T like doing that!
Leave today, hopefully by noon, get there round 6 or 7pm, pick up truck Saturday, load it, chill Saturday night, go to church Sunday, get on road, back to SC by 1pm. We were discussing having to miss church... mmmm I don't think so... you and T can get your bottoms OUT of bed and we can hit the 8:15 service on Sunday and be on the road by 10am, was my comment - else don't load up my car on the dolly.... I will go to church myself and you can put my car on the dolly when I get back from early service.
I know God understand there are times and circumstances mean you miss church... but in several months I have not missed a Sunday, cept one, Lord knows with all the last minute changes in my life lately... I've needed to be in church on Sunday - lately or, well, recently, its that AH I can relax feeling when I get there and walk in the door... I think that is His gentle reminder and tap on the shoulder to me... "kim its ok I know life is throwing a curve ball every day but I'm here" kind of AHHHHH - ok so sometimes by the time I got home on Sunday my shoulders were bunched around my head again tight with worry... but... for a fine hour or so, it was AHHHHHH, like the angels singing :o) (cue the angels please!) - so I don't see how this circumstance warrants missing church......... nope don't think so...
anyhow I have my QOTD lined up for the weekend (and I guess I need to plan a few more days ahead because we won't have internet, yikes) but not sure if I can figure out or deal with the small screen on my blackberry to get to this blog... we will see...
and... my coffee didn't keep me up TO late.. I mean past MY bedtime (9pm) but I got into bed at 10:30ish..
QOTD 3 of 365
Sven Goran Eriksson
Ok admit it... how many times have you chosen not to do something for fear of failing? Fear of looking silly??? Fear of looking stupid???
I don't have enough fingers and toes on my person to account for the number of times I've put myself, or shall I say allowed my fears to hold me back.
And I can honestly say, the times I've NOT allowed those fears of failure to engulf me, those times I've stepped out and challenged myself. I enjoyed it every time and I learned things about myself I'd never thought possible.
Never let fear hold you back, the time will come when we are called home to be with our maker... Don't be standing there in front of Him thinking of all the woulda, shoulda, coulda's about things in your life...
You won't be perfect at first... be it public speaking, running a race, doing a triathlon, being involved in your schools PTA, or whatever it is - don't expect perfection, that's what we'd tell our children, just try and do your best, you will get better as time goes on...
And believe me... I type this as much for myself as anyone that reads it :o)
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I just couldn't wait....
My coffee arrived today!! yeah I know I already said that but I also said.... I was going to wait and have some for breakfast but, well, I just could not wait... and of course it was a perfect opportunity to make some cookies.. gotta have something to go with the coffee...
We tried the Selam Tsehai (means Hello Sunshine) (yeah ok so its night time but that's beside the point here ;o) - and its really good.... being a fairly new coffee drinker I usually have a packet of splenda in mine.... but I wanted to try this without any and it was REALLY tasty without any sweetner...
Now I'll let y'all know tomorrow if I was too caffeinated to get to sleep... if so... then I will just keep up all night praying that the Stavens Family gets a low number tomorrow!
oh and this was ordered on Monday and it arrived today so the service is pretty fast....
Its here... My coffee has arrived
My coffee has arrived... YEAH... I can not wait to try some... a little worried about having any new kind of coffee this late in the afternoon...in case its that powerful I don't need to be up all night.
Click on my blog title and you too can order some coffee and help the Stavnes Family bring Elijah home... you can also read more about it at Filled With Praise or on my post from the other day....A Cup for Elijah
But now every morning as I grind my beans and take sip of my coffee... I can say a pray for this family in hopes that they get a really low number and Elijah gets to come home to his new FOREVER family!!!! I don't even know them personally but this just makes my heart smile..........
Click on my blog title and you too can order some coffee and help the Stavnes Family bring Elijah home... you can also read more about it at Filled With Praise or on my post from the other day....A Cup for Elijah
But now every morning as I grind my beans and take sip of my coffee... I can say a pray for this family in hopes that they get a really low number and Elijah gets to come home to his new FOREVER family!!!! I don't even know them personally but this just makes my heart smile..........
Footprints in the Sand
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed He was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from His life. For each scene He noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to Him and the other to the LORD.
When the last scene of His life flashed before Him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of His life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of His life.
This really bothered Him and He questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.
The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
When the last scene of His life flashed before Him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of His life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of His life.
This really bothered Him and He questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.
The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
Carolyn Carty, 1963
This has always been one of my favorite poems since the first time I read it!
This has always been one of my favorite poems since the first time I read it!
QOTD 2 of 365
“Whenever you are confronted with an opponent. Conquer him with love.” - Mahatma Gandhi
Now first I must say for a LONG time I used to think Mahatma Gandhi was this fictional person my mother made up.. you know as a kid when parents don't want to tell you something like where your going (sadly her answer was BFE, not worth spelling out) and if we asked who are we going to see the answer was Mahatma Gandhi... Little did I know until I was a teen, this is an actual person.
Mahatma Gandhi is an Indian Philosopher who was born in 1869 and died in 1948 he is noted for his doctrine on non violent protest... His real name is Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi but he was known around the world as Mahatma Gandhi.
Its a great way to live our lives and really Jesus commands us to do the same... and while my grandmother was not a religious type... she always used to say "you get more flies with honey than you do with vinegar" and if you've ever practiced this it does sometimes work...
How many times have you been confronted by a sales clerk at the mall or grocery store or even on the phone that has been having perhaps a less than stellar day? They are in a foul mood and while you were not the cause of the mood you are bearing the brunt of it.. Yeah we've all been there and experienced this or even been the one putting off the foul mood.. hey we ARE human! But when you look that person in the face and smile a warm genuine smile, and say "its ok, take your time" or "I'm sorry your having a bad day" its almost hard for them to continue being nasty to you... oh sure some still do but I'd bet my last $10... it weighed on their mind the rest of the day and they were likely a bit more kind to the next person they encountered.
So remember when confronted by your opponent, conquer him/her with love!
Now first I must say for a LONG time I used to think Mahatma Gandhi was this fictional person my mother made up.. you know as a kid when parents don't want to tell you something like where your going (sadly her answer was BFE, not worth spelling out) and if we asked who are we going to see the answer was Mahatma Gandhi... Little did I know until I was a teen, this is an actual person.
Mahatma Gandhi is an Indian Philosopher who was born in 1869 and died in 1948 he is noted for his doctrine on non violent protest... His real name is Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi but he was known around the world as Mahatma Gandhi.
Its a great way to live our lives and really Jesus commands us to do the same... and while my grandmother was not a religious type... she always used to say "you get more flies with honey than you do with vinegar" and if you've ever practiced this it does sometimes work...
How many times have you been confronted by a sales clerk at the mall or grocery store or even on the phone that has been having perhaps a less than stellar day? They are in a foul mood and while you were not the cause of the mood you are bearing the brunt of it.. Yeah we've all been there and experienced this or even been the one putting off the foul mood.. hey we ARE human! But when you look that person in the face and smile a warm genuine smile, and say "its ok, take your time" or "I'm sorry your having a bad day" its almost hard for them to continue being nasty to you... oh sure some still do but I'd bet my last $10... it weighed on their mind the rest of the day and they were likely a bit more kind to the next person they encountered.
So remember when confronted by your opponent, conquer him/her with love!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
QOTD 1 of 365
I love motivational quotes, inspirational quotes, love quotes, etc... so I am going to join in with a fellow blogger, Jamie at The Beach Bunch and try and post a quote I find inspirational, motivational, religious, or just about any subject but something that speaks to me each day...
so in case you have not figured it out.. QOTD stands for quote of the day...
Perhaps you will find something that speaks to you too!
Todays quote is about Dreams:
“Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today.” James Dean
so in case you have not figured it out.. QOTD stands for quote of the day...
Perhaps you will find something that speaks to you too!
Todays quote is about Dreams:
“Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today.” James Dean
Feels like Sunday
or, well, it will when dinner is done....
We have finally found perm. housing in South Carolina. WOO HOO out of corp housing.. not that its been bad, don't get me wrong its a nice apt complex, but carting groceries up 3 flights of steps is a pain in the butt.. and the walls are sort of thin so you can hear whats going on around you, and no sense in getting my stuff out of storage or Matt and Trevor's until we found a perm place...
Not that we've accumulated a lot of things in the 7ish weeks we've been here, but we have had to grocery shop and stuff... so in my effort to not have tons of stuff to have to put in a fridge in our new place, because well as you know, somehow the utilities never get turned on like they are supposed to even though you've made all the calls and set it all up in advance, and if the fridge isn't on and cold when we move things over there on Friday, it spells (or maybe smells) ruined food...
SOOOOOO....
I am trying to be diligent in cooking up what is in fridge/freezer.. so tonight we are having a Sunday type dinner on OMGosh a Wednesday... I am sure this is a grave error in the dinner cooking world... but we are having pot roast, potatoes, celery and carrots... and acorn squash!
When I was younger this was always a Sunday type meal.. mainly because life is always to busy to take the time to cook such a meal on a weekday... but Oh my it is starting to smell so good in the kitchen the smells drifting out of the oven...
Now if only I had my Oster Kitchen Aid.. We'd be having some fresh bread too..
We have finally found perm. housing in South Carolina. WOO HOO out of corp housing.. not that its been bad, don't get me wrong its a nice apt complex, but carting groceries up 3 flights of steps is a pain in the butt.. and the walls are sort of thin so you can hear whats going on around you, and no sense in getting my stuff out of storage or Matt and Trevor's until we found a perm place...
Not that we've accumulated a lot of things in the 7ish weeks we've been here, but we have had to grocery shop and stuff... so in my effort to not have tons of stuff to have to put in a fridge in our new place, because well as you know, somehow the utilities never get turned on like they are supposed to even though you've made all the calls and set it all up in advance, and if the fridge isn't on and cold when we move things over there on Friday, it spells (or maybe smells) ruined food...
SOOOOOO....
I am trying to be diligent in cooking up what is in fridge/freezer.. so tonight we are having a Sunday type dinner on OMGosh a Wednesday... I am sure this is a grave error in the dinner cooking world... but we are having pot roast, potatoes, celery and carrots... and acorn squash!
When I was younger this was always a Sunday type meal.. mainly because life is always to busy to take the time to cook such a meal on a weekday... but Oh my it is starting to smell so good in the kitchen the smells drifting out of the oven...
Now if only I had my Oster Kitchen Aid.. We'd be having some fresh bread too..
Second Interview
The 2nd interview went well... at least I think so...
I was told I was 1 of 3 that made it to a 2nd interview... He said with your personality and experience I can see why Trish recommended you for a 2nd interview. He said I had everything they were looking for and his only concern was they could not pay me any where near what I was making in IL. (honestly it will be less than 1/2 of what I was making... but since I'm not working now its 100% more than I AM making now :o)
"you won't get rich" was his comment "and if this is your sole source of income for your family..."
I assured him the money wasn't an issue and while I was not likely to get rich monetarily, the richness I would/could gain spiritually, priceless! Now I will say no benefits like insurance scare the heck out of me... I cannot afford my previous employers COBRA at $700 a month (and trust me I know insurance and know damn well it does NOT cost them that much to even keep me via COBRA) so currently I am insurance-less...THAT is frightening...
He said they would be making a decision by the end of the week and I should hear something by then. I shook his hand, thanked him for his time, and said may the Lord guide you in your decision making process to find the right person.
I will admit that I did swallow hard, at first, when he mentioned the pay... I'd be lying if I said I didn't...
but then, WHY is that? WHY... because when I dig deep and think about it... I've, in some fashion, defined myself by the money I make and I've never considered taking a job where the pay was ever less... for some reason, to me, that almost seemed like... well like some sort of failure on my part????
I know it makes no sense... the amount of money you make does not make you a success or not, it really doesn't... but when reflecting on this yesterday I had to dig deep and be completely honest with myself... believe me GOD... well He already knew the answer as to why this was hard for me to accept.
But just because you make $30K, $40K, or even $400K that does NOT make you successful, its WHO you ARE not what you make.. how you treat others, what you do, how you act, etc... that is what makes one a success....
And honestly.. what has making more money gotten me???? well digging deep again, because God already knows the answer... its gotten me farther into debt that's where... so far that sometimes I wonder if my credit report and bank statements will ever see the light of black and not red.
Perhaps this is in some fashion God's way of humbling me a bit? Bringing me to my financial senses??
Its about damn time I get myself out of this mess I have created... once and for all and stop being a slave to a flipping salary, only to piss it away and waste it. God has provided me the smarts and opportunity to earn a decent salary and I've not been a very good steward of that money for Him.
I was told I was 1 of 3 that made it to a 2nd interview... He said with your personality and experience I can see why Trish recommended you for a 2nd interview. He said I had everything they were looking for and his only concern was they could not pay me any where near what I was making in IL. (honestly it will be less than 1/2 of what I was making... but since I'm not working now its 100% more than I AM making now :o)
"you won't get rich" was his comment "and if this is your sole source of income for your family..."
I assured him the money wasn't an issue and while I was not likely to get rich monetarily, the richness I would/could gain spiritually, priceless! Now I will say no benefits like insurance scare the heck out of me... I cannot afford my previous employers COBRA at $700 a month (and trust me I know insurance and know damn well it does NOT cost them that much to even keep me via COBRA) so currently I am insurance-less...THAT is frightening...
He said they would be making a decision by the end of the week and I should hear something by then. I shook his hand, thanked him for his time, and said may the Lord guide you in your decision making process to find the right person.
I will admit that I did swallow hard, at first, when he mentioned the pay... I'd be lying if I said I didn't...
but then, WHY is that? WHY... because when I dig deep and think about it... I've, in some fashion, defined myself by the money I make and I've never considered taking a job where the pay was ever less... for some reason, to me, that almost seemed like... well like some sort of failure on my part????
I know it makes no sense... the amount of money you make does not make you a success or not, it really doesn't... but when reflecting on this yesterday I had to dig deep and be completely honest with myself... believe me GOD... well He already knew the answer as to why this was hard for me to accept.
But just because you make $30K, $40K, or even $400K that does NOT make you successful, its WHO you ARE not what you make.. how you treat others, what you do, how you act, etc... that is what makes one a success....
And honestly.. what has making more money gotten me???? well digging deep again, because God already knows the answer... its gotten me farther into debt that's where... so far that sometimes I wonder if my credit report and bank statements will ever see the light of black and not red.
Perhaps this is in some fashion God's way of humbling me a bit? Bringing me to my financial senses??
Its about damn time I get myself out of this mess I have created... once and for all and stop being a slave to a flipping salary, only to piss it away and waste it. God has provided me the smarts and opportunity to earn a decent salary and I've not been a very good steward of that money for Him.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Must be the end of the week :o)
after my interview today I was told I'd hear back from them by the end of the week to set up a 2nd interview with the Head Master of the school....bada bing, bada boom...
I, em, got that call at 5:30 pm today... 2nd interview set up for 11AM tomorrow!!!!
now I AM nervous... just a little....
I, em, got that call at 5:30 pm today... 2nd interview set up for 11AM tomorrow!!!!
now I AM nervous... just a little....
A Cup for Elijah!
Now who among us does not love a good cup of coffee???? Yes even you decaf folks love a good cup of Java.
I am a rather new coffee drinker.. In fact never liked the stuff until, well, I had a friend visiting one day. They liked coffee in the morning and I didn't have a coffee maker, so I purchased a Keurig one cup coffee maker and decided to try some myself. Well the rest is history (rather new history but history the same) - now I am like uber obsessed to try all the different flavors and such that I can find... In fact stopped in a coffee spot the other day and had this great cup of Michigan Cherry Coffee but that is a post for another day...
A fellow blogger, who I don't know personally, only via her blog, well her and her lovely family have been called by the Lord to adopt a child from Ethopia. His name is Elijah; please read her story over at Filled with Praise - its amazing what this family is doing...
With 3 lovely children of their own, their heart strings have been pulled to help give a child a real forever family. As you can imagine, the costs associated with such a challenge are not cheap and while I don't know this family personally... I am certain they are not millionaires with the proverbial money tree growing in their back yard... but its apparent from reading her blog that she and her family are putting their faith in the Lord to find ways to raise funds to bring Elijah home. And now you too can help them... The Webb's who own JustLoveCoffee are a family that has themselves adopted and are giving back by helping others raise needed funds to bring their child home.
You can order coffee, something you all probably drink each day and a portion of your funds will be given to the Stavens Family to help bring Elijah home.
So the next time your thinking... wow I need to put coffee on my grocery list PLEASE visit Bring Elijah Home and place an order! You can order 1 bag or join the coffee club where they will send you a bag a month or every other month.. Or even order Mugs or Tshirts... by visiting this site thru the link (click on Bring Elijah Home or click on the post title) this will help the Stavens Family to get Elijah home to his new family!
I am a rather new coffee drinker.. In fact never liked the stuff until, well, I had a friend visiting one day. They liked coffee in the morning and I didn't have a coffee maker, so I purchased a Keurig one cup coffee maker and decided to try some myself. Well the rest is history (rather new history but history the same) - now I am like uber obsessed to try all the different flavors and such that I can find... In fact stopped in a coffee spot the other day and had this great cup of Michigan Cherry Coffee but that is a post for another day...
A fellow blogger, who I don't know personally, only via her blog, well her and her lovely family have been called by the Lord to adopt a child from Ethopia. His name is Elijah; please read her story over at Filled with Praise - its amazing what this family is doing...
With 3 lovely children of their own, their heart strings have been pulled to help give a child a real forever family. As you can imagine, the costs associated with such a challenge are not cheap and while I don't know this family personally... I am certain they are not millionaires with the proverbial money tree growing in their back yard... but its apparent from reading her blog that she and her family are putting their faith in the Lord to find ways to raise funds to bring Elijah home. And now you too can help them... The Webb's who own JustLoveCoffee are a family that has themselves adopted and are giving back by helping others raise needed funds to bring their child home.
You can order coffee, something you all probably drink each day and a portion of your funds will be given to the Stavens Family to help bring Elijah home.
So the next time your thinking... wow I need to put coffee on my grocery list PLEASE visit Bring Elijah Home and place an order! You can order 1 bag or join the coffee club where they will send you a bag a month or every other month.. Or even order Mugs or Tshirts... by visiting this site thru the link (click on Bring Elijah Home or click on the post title) this will help the Stavens Family to get Elijah home to his new family!
Most interesting interview
Today I went on an interview... in general... I really hate interviews. I am good at what I do... I am a GREAT employee who goes above and beyond (at least I think so) but I am not good at selling myself. And in an interview that is exactly what you are doing... selling yourself - and all the time of trying to tell someone how great you are and why YOU'D be perfect for the job, you are trying not to come across like a pompous, I am better than the other candidates because, ass. Can be a fine line of extolling your virtues but not going to far. Plus in general... I am really uncomfortable talking about myself.
But in the Church bulletin the other weekend they mentioned looking for a secretary for their Christian school. I submitted my application. I got a call last week to come for an initial interview. Which is exactly what I did today... 8:15am. I think it went well actually.
Talk about a different venue... I have worked in the public school sector since 2006. I was the admin assistant to the Asst Super. of Finance at Addison School District 4. I liked what I did and my boss was awesome (so much so I followed her to Elmhurst CUSD 205 in 2008) but even before I worked in a school setting its always kind of bugged me that public schools don't call a spade a spade... meaning... they call Christmas Break, Winter Break, they call Good Friday, Non Attendance Day, Easter Break is Spring Break (funny how it ALWAYS coincides with Easter though hhmmmm???) you get my drift here... if the time off from school in any fashion is because of a religious holiday, we are not allowed to call it what it is - well then why do you even bother to have days off around that time???? But it is what it is and I can't change that.
So at today's interview I was pleasantly surprised! Yes its a Christian School so God is very much a part of their teachings (AMEN to that I say) but I get there and had to wait a few moments for my interviewer.. chaos is what happens first thing in the AM at any school I can assure you.. specially after a weekend and a sugar and candy laden weekend for kids - OMG I am sure most teachers are pulling hairs out today!
While waiting there was a small boy, maybe 1st grade, sitting out front too.. .I sat next to him. it was obvious to me he had some issues with sitting still today and likely that is what got him into a smidge of trouble... so front desk lady is calling his mom and I can hear one side of the conversation... the boy looked at me and we said Good morning to each other... then he was talking out loud to himself about forgetting something or not remembering something... I said it sure is hard to remember things in the morning isn't it, your still kind of sleepy, and its Monday... he said yes it sure is... so the front desk lady comes over after talking to what appeared to be his mom on the phone... She kneels down in front of him, asks him to look her in the eye and stop fussing with his shirt sleeves and proceeds to tell him that Adam has to be responsible for Adam, and that God has given Adam a job to do and that is to pay attention in class and listen to the teacher, she said Adam I know you can make good choices today for the rest of the day can't you? Adam answered a sheepish yes.. she gave him a hug and took him back to class....a bit of stern talking to discipline peppered with love... :o)
Come to find out.. Adam was adopted from Romania when he was 2 and has had some issues and is on medication, most likely for anxiety or ADD, I'd assume - just a cute little guy and I have to wonder what that must have been like for him at 2 yrs old.. he was probably in an orphanage but to be taken from what you know into America... I can't imagine...but I thought the talking to she gave him was wonderful.
Then my interviewer comes out, apologizes for being late (no worries I was early anyhow) and we proceed to our interview.. 1st it was in the nursery room.. I mean how can one be nervous when you are in a room with Noah's Ark painted on the wall? Too cool! And then we didn't sit with her behind a desk and me facing her.. no we sat in rocking chairs face to face. Believe me any nerves I had in the pit of my tummy, went right out the window.
Then she said lets pray before we begin.... I was floored! not in an OMGosh this is horrible kind of way, but in a WOW this is over the top cool kind of way! It was a very nice prayer and funny because some of what she said as she prayed aloud for us to be guided by Him in this interview, were some of the very words I used as I spoke to Him on my drive over - I asked God - if this be your will for me, if this be the place you need me to be, then please guide me with the right words to say.
Now I don't know if I said the right words or not but I was not at all nervous.. I realize that I am way over qualified for this position and I doubt it will pay near what I was making in IL (and that was not a ton of money either), but that's ok. You know to be very honest, while YES I need the money, I think I want this position more for the God aspect than anything.
As I have eluded to before... religion and God were NOT a part of my growing up (oh how I wish they were) and I have mentioned that my 'knowledge' of God is probably like that of a young child but with an adult mind who gets frustrated because she feels she should just 'know' all this stuff... But my hunger to know Him, to trust Him, to be in love with Him, is bursting at the seams... but sadly I again have that adult instinct breed into me of TRUST... the one person I should have been able to trust, my mother, was not trust worthy... as a child and young adult and even into my 20s I was beaten, broken, and abused - so I learned to doubt, learned not to trust - so yes I admit along my walk here there are times I am dragging my feet and not letting go - but I think being in an environment where God is encouraged, where in some fashion we are serving the Lord with what we do day to day, to be surrounded by the wonderment of kids as they grow up in the Lord - well I just think somehow that would be a huge help to me... Dunno I could be wrong it happened once ;o)
Anyhow, we spoke for a good 45 minutes, she was taking notes, said she was very impressed by what I had to say.. she was not aware of the starting salary or benefits, those would be things discussed with the head master in a 2nd interview - and that I should receive a call by the end of the week if they were interested in setting up a 2nd interview...
So lets pray for a 2nd interview....
But in the Church bulletin the other weekend they mentioned looking for a secretary for their Christian school. I submitted my application. I got a call last week to come for an initial interview. Which is exactly what I did today... 8:15am. I think it went well actually.
Talk about a different venue... I have worked in the public school sector since 2006. I was the admin assistant to the Asst Super. of Finance at Addison School District 4. I liked what I did and my boss was awesome (so much so I followed her to Elmhurst CUSD 205 in 2008) but even before I worked in a school setting its always kind of bugged me that public schools don't call a spade a spade... meaning... they call Christmas Break, Winter Break, they call Good Friday, Non Attendance Day, Easter Break is Spring Break (funny how it ALWAYS coincides with Easter though hhmmmm???) you get my drift here... if the time off from school in any fashion is because of a religious holiday, we are not allowed to call it what it is - well then why do you even bother to have days off around that time???? But it is what it is and I can't change that.
So at today's interview I was pleasantly surprised! Yes its a Christian School so God is very much a part of their teachings (AMEN to that I say) but I get there and had to wait a few moments for my interviewer.. chaos is what happens first thing in the AM at any school I can assure you.. specially after a weekend and a sugar and candy laden weekend for kids - OMG I am sure most teachers are pulling hairs out today!
While waiting there was a small boy, maybe 1st grade, sitting out front too.. .I sat next to him. it was obvious to me he had some issues with sitting still today and likely that is what got him into a smidge of trouble... so front desk lady is calling his mom and I can hear one side of the conversation... the boy looked at me and we said Good morning to each other... then he was talking out loud to himself about forgetting something or not remembering something... I said it sure is hard to remember things in the morning isn't it, your still kind of sleepy, and its Monday... he said yes it sure is... so the front desk lady comes over after talking to what appeared to be his mom on the phone... She kneels down in front of him, asks him to look her in the eye and stop fussing with his shirt sleeves and proceeds to tell him that Adam has to be responsible for Adam, and that God has given Adam a job to do and that is to pay attention in class and listen to the teacher, she said Adam I know you can make good choices today for the rest of the day can't you? Adam answered a sheepish yes.. she gave him a hug and took him back to class....a bit of stern talking to discipline peppered with love... :o)
Come to find out.. Adam was adopted from Romania when he was 2 and has had some issues and is on medication, most likely for anxiety or ADD, I'd assume - just a cute little guy and I have to wonder what that must have been like for him at 2 yrs old.. he was probably in an orphanage but to be taken from what you know into America... I can't imagine...but I thought the talking to she gave him was wonderful.
Then my interviewer comes out, apologizes for being late (no worries I was early anyhow) and we proceed to our interview.. 1st it was in the nursery room.. I mean how can one be nervous when you are in a room with Noah's Ark painted on the wall? Too cool! And then we didn't sit with her behind a desk and me facing her.. no we sat in rocking chairs face to face. Believe me any nerves I had in the pit of my tummy, went right out the window.
Then she said lets pray before we begin.... I was floored! not in an OMGosh this is horrible kind of way, but in a WOW this is over the top cool kind of way! It was a very nice prayer and funny because some of what she said as she prayed aloud for us to be guided by Him in this interview, were some of the very words I used as I spoke to Him on my drive over - I asked God - if this be your will for me, if this be the place you need me to be, then please guide me with the right words to say.
Now I don't know if I said the right words or not but I was not at all nervous.. I realize that I am way over qualified for this position and I doubt it will pay near what I was making in IL (and that was not a ton of money either), but that's ok. You know to be very honest, while YES I need the money, I think I want this position more for the God aspect than anything.
As I have eluded to before... religion and God were NOT a part of my growing up (oh how I wish they were) and I have mentioned that my 'knowledge' of God is probably like that of a young child but with an adult mind who gets frustrated because she feels she should just 'know' all this stuff... But my hunger to know Him, to trust Him, to be in love with Him, is bursting at the seams... but sadly I again have that adult instinct breed into me of TRUST... the one person I should have been able to trust, my mother, was not trust worthy... as a child and young adult and even into my 20s I was beaten, broken, and abused - so I learned to doubt, learned not to trust - so yes I admit along my walk here there are times I am dragging my feet and not letting go - but I think being in an environment where God is encouraged, where in some fashion we are serving the Lord with what we do day to day, to be surrounded by the wonderment of kids as they grow up in the Lord - well I just think somehow that would be a huge help to me... Dunno I could be wrong it happened once ;o)
Anyhow, we spoke for a good 45 minutes, she was taking notes, said she was very impressed by what I had to say.. she was not aware of the starting salary or benefits, those would be things discussed with the head master in a 2nd interview - and that I should receive a call by the end of the week if they were interested in setting up a 2nd interview...
So lets pray for a 2nd interview....
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Dreams... what do they mean???
I've been away from my journal here for a few days... just stuff going on, things rattling around in my head...
and the other night I had a dream, well more like a nightmare that I just can't get out of my head. Gosh I am 44 and I think at this stage dreams/nightmares should not distract me like this but this one has...
I can recall being a kid and having a bad dream about snakes (and I like snakes they do not bother me at all) but I'd have this dream about thousands of snakes all around me... I'd wake up scared to death to move for fear there were snakes on my floor...again I always found this odd because I am not afraid of snakes... I mean do I want thousands of them crawling on me... NO... but I used to babysit for a couple that were snake lovers and I'd take out their huge boa and hold him... I will pick up a gartner snake... but man when I'd have this dream I was paralyzed with fear and would just lay perfectly still in my bed.
Sunday night (and yes here it is Wed and this is still bothering me) but Sunday night I had a dream I was dying and in my dream I was fighting dying because I was not sure (in my dream) if I was going to heaven or hell.
So if you can recall the movie Ghost (RIP Patrick Swayze) and the sound effects when one of the bad ones died and that sound effect of them coming out of their body and the black ghosts coming to take their soul.... that was happening in my dream... but in my dream I could stop the process and go back, but it was at that moment that I woke up... and I woke up scared to death, shaking, sweating and apparently so much so I woke up Matt... I didn't want to keep him awake so I didn't talk about it only said I had a bad dream... I tried to snuggle in the comfort of his arms but as soon as I started to drift off and get to dream sleep... that same spot in my nightmare where I am dying and trying to fight it came back to me - needless to say.. I didn't sleep well AT ALL! and this darn subconscious event is still weighing on my mind 3 days later...
I don't know what any of this means... but I do know that somehow in some fashion dreams are a glimpse of our waking lives in our subconscious minds... so do I think I am going to hell if I die today??? do I think a friend in my life might be going to hell if they died today??? could this nightmare have stemmed from some of my reading in Genesis??? or some discussion Matt and I had??? could it be I feel I am failing (dying) at trying to be a step mom to Trevor??? is there a part of my waking life I feel is dying because of my new life and the changes???
OR.... does any of this really mean anything???
and I won't even discuss my dreams of last night... while definitely more pleasant... they were not PG and where the heck did that come from????
and the other night I had a dream, well more like a nightmare that I just can't get out of my head. Gosh I am 44 and I think at this stage dreams/nightmares should not distract me like this but this one has...
I can recall being a kid and having a bad dream about snakes (and I like snakes they do not bother me at all) but I'd have this dream about thousands of snakes all around me... I'd wake up scared to death to move for fear there were snakes on my floor...again I always found this odd because I am not afraid of snakes... I mean do I want thousands of them crawling on me... NO... but I used to babysit for a couple that were snake lovers and I'd take out their huge boa and hold him... I will pick up a gartner snake... but man when I'd have this dream I was paralyzed with fear and would just lay perfectly still in my bed.
Sunday night (and yes here it is Wed and this is still bothering me) but Sunday night I had a dream I was dying and in my dream I was fighting dying because I was not sure (in my dream) if I was going to heaven or hell.
So if you can recall the movie Ghost (RIP Patrick Swayze) and the sound effects when one of the bad ones died and that sound effect of them coming out of their body and the black ghosts coming to take their soul.... that was happening in my dream... but in my dream I could stop the process and go back, but it was at that moment that I woke up... and I woke up scared to death, shaking, sweating and apparently so much so I woke up Matt... I didn't want to keep him awake so I didn't talk about it only said I had a bad dream... I tried to snuggle in the comfort of his arms but as soon as I started to drift off and get to dream sleep... that same spot in my nightmare where I am dying and trying to fight it came back to me - needless to say.. I didn't sleep well AT ALL! and this darn subconscious event is still weighing on my mind 3 days later...
I don't know what any of this means... but I do know that somehow in some fashion dreams are a glimpse of our waking lives in our subconscious minds... so do I think I am going to hell if I die today??? do I think a friend in my life might be going to hell if they died today??? could this nightmare have stemmed from some of my reading in Genesis??? or some discussion Matt and I had??? could it be I feel I am failing (dying) at trying to be a step mom to Trevor??? is there a part of my waking life I feel is dying because of my new life and the changes???
OR.... does any of this really mean anything???
and I won't even discuss my dreams of last night... while definitely more pleasant... they were not PG and where the heck did that come from????
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