trust in Jehovah and do good

so, i quit my job. i'm getting good at that.

it was too many hours. they wanted me to be full time, and i couldn't handle it, so i left. i had been thinking about it for a while, but i wasn't sure if i was just being lazy, or if it really was too much. the schedule i made on paper looked like it could work, but not in reality. i had a hard time deciding if the job was a blessing or a temptation. but then i talked to my family about it, and steve asked me if the job was affecting my joy in service, and it definitely was. i hadn't been able to get over ten hours a week or catch up to most of my rv's since i started there, which was not making me happy. i had considered staying until i found something else, but if i had i would have had no chance of getting my time this month. so i quit.

i kept thinking about how when i first arrived in mazatlan i had no idea what i was doing. i knew no one, i had nowhere to live, i had never lived on my own, nothing. but Jehovah provided for me. everything worked out wonderfully. i felt like i had leapt off a cliff, and he had caught me. (anyone seen rescuers down under? the little boy and the eagle.... like that). so i decided i needed to do that again. i said a prayer, and told my boss. he made me feel kinda naive and stupid, cause he didn't understand why i couldn't make it work, or how i thought i was going to support myself. but i realized it doesn't matter what he thinks. plus (this happened last thursday) when i studied for the ministry school, the instruction talk dealt with 'does Jehovah notice what we do?' and it discussed the widow of zarapheth. it was exactly what i needed to hear.

'let you manner of life be free of the love of money, while you are content with the present things. for he has said: "i will by no means leave you nor by any means forsake you." so that we may be of good courage and say: "Jehovah is my helper; i will not be afraid. what can man do to me?" ' - hebrews 13:5, 6.

so i'm broke and unemployed again. but i have plenty of time to catch up in service, and i have an interview at a bank tomorrow. i just hope i can still make it to calgary for my mexican reunion. my car runs on holy spirit anyway. plus, did anybody notice that will ferrel commented on my blog? that pretty much completes me. i can die happy.

i've killed myself with changes trying to make things better

will ferrel hosted snl this past weekend. how great is that? i'll tell you. that's pretty darn great. so we had a will ferrel fest, complete with the best of dvd, anchorman, slushies, ice cream, and hummus. and a game of shot glass chess. classy. don't worry, we only used coolers. as if that game isn't hard enough when you're not drinking.

do not call anyone your father on earth, for one is your father, the heavenly one

hi! this is erin calling from the prince george free press! i was hoping to speak to the person in charge of your advertising!

egads. i hate sales. i hate the phone. and i really hate selling things over the phone. other than that, work is fabulous.

i'm not working at the embroidery place anymore. they didn't want me to have two jobs. they need someone who can be more flexible than that. that's fine. it was a stupid job anyway. so now i am pretty much exclusively at free press, other than a little cleaning on the weekend. and it's going alright. the people i work with are wonderful. they are friendly and forgiving and willing to help me. par ejamplo, today i was miserable because i had decided that i couldn't do this job and that i am a terrible salesperson and that i want to quit. and then dave (my boss) gave me a new project to work on and said i did very well on the last one considering i was completely new at it. so then i felt better.

and guess what my new project is... come on, guess... you're wrong. it's a worship services directory. serious. tomorrow i have to go to all the churches and get them to advertise with us. that's gonna be weird.

here's a blip of conversation from my office this afternoon regarding that:

dave: tomorrow you can phone all the churches and set up times to visit them.
judy: they're going to tell you to come back sunday morning.
dave: you'll have to tell them you're someone they wouldn't want to come back on sundays... like heidi, or someone who's sold their soul to the devil.
heidi: or a jw. hee hee.

mwahahahahahahaha. little do they know...

well, they do know, now.