Tuesday, December 16, 2014

It's Just a Penny

 "Okay, your total is $20.64."
 "Okay, here's the twenty." He paused, handing me the twenty dollar bill. He looked at the of the cash in his other hand and put in back in his wallet. "Let me see if I have the sixty four cents." He dug his hand in his pocket looking for change. I glanced at the line and saw two other people waiting behind him.
 "Okay." I said annoyed. He knew I was about to close, yet he was still taking as long as possible.
 Finally, a minute later he pulled out a handful of change. He moved his fist full of change towards me. I started to grabbed sixty five cents.
 "Yeah, you can get it." He said like he didn't want me to at first. As I was putting the money in the cash register, I glanced behind him and saw five people in line now.
  "Have a good night." I fake smiled. He just stood there like he still wanted something. "You gave me back exact change." I reminded him.
  "Well, not exactly." Once he said that I realized that I shorted him a penny. Oops, shame on me. I opened the register in a hurry, I grabbed two pennies on accident and handed them to him. "It was sixty four cents, I gave you sixty five.You only owe me one penn..." I cut him off talking to the next customer in line.
  "Is that it for you today?"
 I felt pretty awesome for doing that. He knew I was suppose to be closed right now, yet he was still taking his time, and he made a big deal over a freakin' penny. I mean come on, it was just a penny. I felt like he deserved me being a little rude to him. I had a line, I was already suppose to be closed, I wasn't gonna waste anymore time with this guy who obviously had no consideration for my time. That was my thought process at the moment. I realize now, even though it was just a penny I shorted him, I should have apologized and meant it. I'm suppose to be like-Christ. I need to be an example for this lost and dying word, even if that means being nice to people who have no consideration. In the same way pennies always add up to something bigger, so does small things I do to be an example. Everything I do makes a difference someway or another.



                                                                                                                                                12-12-2014
                                                                                                                           

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Be Grateful

"Hello! How are you today?" I asked a customer as he entered the store.
"I'm doing okay, I guess." He answered.
"Oh. Well, I guess that's good." I said feeling a little awkward.
"Yeah, I could be better" He replied.
"Could be worse." I said, once again feeling awkward.
"Could be better." He snapped back. I was silent after that.

This conversation I had with a customer the other day reminds me of the same one had in Perspective. Yeah, I understand bad things happen. I understand that things always can be better. The thing is you're still living! You can talk, you can see, you can hear! It seems to me things aren't as bad as you think they are. This is definitely a perspective issue.
 I know I've already wrote a blog on perspective so I really don't have much of a need to write one again. This is pretty much just a reminder instead. Be grateful; things might be bad in you life, but they're still better than others people's problems...








                                                                                                                                                12-10-2014

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Gossip

  I realized a few days ago one of my many bad habits... Gossip. I really do love to gossip, I love telling other people things about people that I've found out.
  The other night a lady came into the store and gave me some juicy gossip on her ex-boyfriend, my boyfriends co-worker, and one of my customer. Ash calls him "dreadlock kid".
  From the second dreadlock kid's ex-girlfriend told me what she told me I was already super excited about telling Ash this rumor. This was some good stuff! I almost texted Ash the rumor. As I was tying my text something stopped me. My conscience... It felt like what you see on the cartoons, the devil on the left side of the shoulder, with an angel on the right one.
  Devil: "You should tell Ash and your boyfriend! They will get a kick out of this rumor!"
  Angel: "You know you shouldn't gossip."
  Devil: "Gossip? Psh! What's the big deal?"
  Angel: "You know you're suppose to be lifting others up. Gossip is the opposite. You lower them down when you spread rumors like that."
 Devil: "You're not lowering him. You're just gonna tell a good story about him. Everyone expects something like that from him anyways."
 Angel: "Why are you gonna tell them the story? Why do they need to know? Does it effect them? If it doesn't you telling them will lower him."
 Devil: *Speechless*
 Sorry if that was a lousy example, but you get the point. That was my thought process and that last line the angel used was what made me realize that there is no way to sugarcoat gossip it's still wrong. It's so easy to get caught up into gossip, but I need to work on building people up instead of lowering them.
 Ephesians 4:29 NLT Don’t use foul or abusive language. Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them.
 This verse really stuck out to me when I first read it. I know it was probably talking about cuss words but I think it can be used about gossip just as well. Making sure that everything I say is encouraging is part of not gossiping. When I tell someone a rumor that isn't encouraging anyone. It's only lower them.




Verses To Ponder:  

Titus 3:2 NLT They must not slander anyone and must avoid quarreling. Instead, they should be gentle and show true humility to everyone.
Proverbs 11:13 NLT A gossip goes around telling secrets, but those who are trustworthy can keep a confidence.




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Monday, November 17, 2014

A Million Readers

  I was mopping the floor the other day. This really really creepy looking guy came in. When I say he looked creepy, I mean creepy. He actually looked like a serial killer! Don't get me wrong, I highly doubt he actually is a serial killer, but he looked like one. As he was leaving he looked at me and started singing.
  "This is the way we mop the floor, mop the floor". I just stared at him and smiled trying to comprehend what he was singing. Finally, I responded.
  "Yeah, this is how I mop it." He left right after I said that.
  Ash and I started talking about my blogs. She is so awesome, out of the five people I told about my blog (I've only showed it to two of those people), she's the only one who has really encouraged me about it, and my dream to make it a book some day. Ash is awesome!
 I was joking around how one day my blog is gonna become a hit, and I will have a million people reading it. I wasn't serious at all, that would be awesome, but it's that's not realistic. As I was joking with her, that serial killer looking guy came back in to get his refund back on gas. He walked straight up to the register.
  "What are you going to have a million people reading?" He asked me. I knew exactly where this conversation was going.
  "Um, by blogs." I smiled. "I have had this blog a year, and I really don't have anyone reading it at all." I paused and laughed. "So yes, someday I will have a million readers." I only said that because I wanted him to know I was joking, there is no way I will ever have a million readers on this blog.
  "Oh, well what's this blog about?" He started walking closer to the door where now we were straight across from each other.
  "Well it's about work." He looked very confused.
  "Where else do you work?"
  "Oh, no it's about here. It's about experiences I have here, and the customers." Now, he started laughing, almost like this was the stupidest idea he had ever heard of. I started to laugh too, even though I didn't find it funny at all.
  "Well," He paused for a split second. "How might I find this blog?" Yep, I was right, this conversation went exactly where I thought it would.
 "Um, well there isn't really a way to get to it." I lied, I know.
 "Oh, well how do you expect people to read it then?" I shrugged, and then smiled.
 "I don't." Literally right after I had said that he left.
  I'll be honest, I almost told him how to find it. I really almost did, I wanted to so bad. Why? Because I want just one person to read my blogs on a regular basis and actually enjoy reading them. This might sound silly, but I want at least one person to be "touched" by my blogs in some way or another.
 The thing is, even though I so desperately want someone to read my blogs, I'm not so desperate to let someone from my work read them. I don't know this guy. I don't need a random creepy guy from work reading my blog. That would have been crazy if I would have actually gave it to him. Even though I don't add very much personal information on this, I probably still have enough to where he could stalk me, if he wanted to, especially since he knows where I work.

 Random thought: Isn't it crazy how we judge so quickly? The second I saw this guy I thought "serial killer", while I'm sure he wasn't I still managed to judge him without even trying. I was still nice to him though.
 As I was writing this blog Hebrews 13:2 came to my mind.
Hebrews 13:2 Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares. 
  That's crazy! For all I know this guy was an angel, and here I am saying he looked like a serial killer. I would feel horrible if I ever found out this guy really was an angel... 




                           
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Friday, November 14, 2014

Planting Seeds

 Tonight "Bob" came my work today. If you've read very many of my blogs you'll probably remember him from Money. He was in a sour mood at first, but that's nothing new; he's always in a sour mood.
 Despite Bob's bad mood, he began to tell me how he's finally found a girl he likes. I was super excited for him because I hate seeing people like that, always coming in unhappy, when I know there's nothing I can do to help them.
 "Since you're a church goer and all, can you please say a prayer for me?" He paused. "I'm so tired of always falling for the wrong girls." Aw, I've never really had anyone actually ask me to pray for them. I told him that I would be more then happy to pray for him.
 I still think he's looking for happiness in all the wrong places Money and love. The only thing that will give him true happiness, joy is Jesus Christ. So, not only am I praying for things with this girl to work out for him, but I'm praying for Bob's salvation also. He needs Jesus more then he will ever need some girl.
 I love how a "seed" has already been planted. He knows I believe in God and he also knows he can come to me with things of God, like prayer. I just hope God continues to use me at my job for his glory. To use me as a tool that will bring other people to him.




                                                                                                     


                                                                                                                                                11-12-2014

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Bored...

I love my job! I'm so glad I work here. I remember when I was younger I swore I would never work at this grocery store, but I can't even imagine never have worked here now, that's a sad thought. It is awesome here. :) I love the customer and pretty much everything I have to do there. The pay is something else though...  I'm gonna be so sad whenever I have to quit it :/ Thankfully, I have awhile before I will quit. Anyways, this was short with no point whatsoever, but I'm bored.







                                                                                                                                                11-08-2014

Friday, November 7, 2014

Never Settle For Less

 Tonight at work I saw someone I haven't seen in forever. Yes, he's a guy... He used to come into my work pretty much everyday, and we would talk about random things for what seemed forever to me. I actually kinda had a crush on this guy. I haven't seen him for several months now, because he quit his job here in L.J. Seeing him again made me think a lot.
 Why would I like a guy like that anyway? He isn't a Christian, he's a little younger then I am, I am not attracted to him. He drank quite a bit, he chewed, and he is a little bit on the chunky side. There was nothing about him that I wanted in a guy. What was it about him that made me like him then? I was desperate. I had just came through a long spell of having no guys in my life whatsoever.
 Every time I saw him, I wanted him to ask me out so bad. He never did though. Literally a week after I started actually liking him he quit his job, and boom, he was gone. He disappeared. I truly think That Was God. God made him disappear completely from my life, because God knew I would have settled for this guy. I have a few other stories of guys I was willing to settle for, but those are stories for a different day.
 It really bothers me to realize I was willing to settle for some guy that was nothing like the man I have always dreamed about, just because I didn't think my dream guy even existed. Guess what, he does.
  Recently, I met this other guy at work. My boyfriend. He is so amazing, pretty much everything I want. He's my dream guy. He's the guy I didn't think even existed. I know now if I would have went out with the other guys like I had wanted, I would have ruined my chance with this so freakin' amazingly awesome guy. That's a horrible thought. I love this guy so much, I don't want  to even image how my life would have turned out if I never met him.
  Don't settle for less: You know what you want, don't take anything different just because you're desperate. If you settle, you are going to end up one very unhappy person. Whatever you're waiting for is Worth the Wait. I know my boyfriend/future husband was most definitely worth waiting for.














                                                                                                                                                11-05-2014