Will work for …

I am learning that working supplemental is a dream but in living the dream you also must trust in God to provide. Thank you God for helping me to pick-up another couple shifts this week. It has been beautiful outside the last couple days and our dog Max is now on antibiotics to fight a yucky infection he has going on. He has been a little unlike himself for a few days and we finally had him seen today. That dog is such a sweet little pup. I have to admit I was a little worried that I may not find anymore work this week. These feelings of doubt have made me remember to strive for a confident heart. I really need to let go and let Him take care of things. I am a work in progress and happy to be that. I am aware and trying to actively tune into the moment. The doubt made me consider the signs that people hold on the street, “will work for food”. I can imagine/empathise with their doubt and possible desperation. It also makes me think of how our job roles really classify every person with a pricetag of worth. Certainly the man on the street corner holding the sign is equally as worthwhile as I am. Our culture tends to compare just about everyone and to place value on us. When we know that does not matter it makes it much easier to relate to others and to accept everyone equally. We are all worthwhile and deserve to be happy. I HOPE that my children know that the only one who really matters is our maker. He knows how perfect we all are. Max Lucado describes just this in his wonderful story about the wooden wemmicks, “You Are Special” and many others.