The Meditations of My Heart

I know that only you all can truly appreiate the value of this memoir I had to write for my American Literature class. My teacher doesn't know me personally, but you all do. And you know that my experience with Subway was not very pleasant. However, I wanted to post the ONE positive and inspiring experience that I had while working. So if you have the time, please read it. :) It was my second night working at Subway; it had been a pretty typical day from what I had been told- making subs for customers, cleaning, and learning how to work an ice cream machine. Many customers had been in and out and I was very ready to go home. My feet were screaming, “STOP stepping on us! We hurt!” The smell of the onions I had just finished slicing still hung in the air and stung my eyes while overpowering the perfume I had put on before work. I was in pain, I smelled like nasty onions, and I was miserable. Just as I was about to close up the sandwich board for the night, an older Asian man walked i...

I'm kind of hesitant to publish this post, but think it is a necessary follow up to the previous one. In my last post, I mentioned how lately, I have been having to be practically slapped in the face when God tried to tell me something because my head is so thick. Well, I have yet another example of how this is true... So, on Friday, I was going to post about how much I loved my new job at Subway. It was a relatively easy job that requires little to no brain space or training. Making sandwiches was fun and enjoyable. PLUS you got free food while you work from both Subway and Dairy Queen. I tried to envision myself staying there all summer and getting to know the people who seemed to enjoy each other's company but it never really happened. I didn't think too much about that, however, and just kept plunking along thinking that I would get used to it. I got ready yesterday, with a best friend's advice fresh on my heart "Just be careful to not let them influence you, D...

The past few days have consisted of a lot of things. Today for instance, I have two 30 point math quizzes, and a 150 point two-part math test to take. Yikes! In addition to that, I applied for a job at five places just yesterday. But the job that has prevailed is the one at Subway. I feel like putting unfortunately before the beginning of the previous sentence because my hours are from 4-10:45 at night, but I know that God has a plan for this. Yes, even this. I am actually quite fortunate to have received the job, I suppose. I mean, there are adults out there who don't have jobs, and that makes it kind of hard for a seventeen-year-old to get a job. Even the way I got the job could be looked at one of two ways... either God made it really easy because He wants me to be there, or Subway is desperate for workers. (who knows? both may be true! lol) All I'm saying is that this job practically fell into my lap... Last Wednesday, Dill and I went to Subway to get a sandwich before he l...

Man, I am so ready for school to be over. It's hard to not be jealous of all of my Senior friend who will never have to do another year of high school after this week. I can't wait for the point in summer when all of my days run together and it doesn't matter if it's Saturday or Wednesday, because there is nothing to do but garden, hang out with friends, and eat ice cream. All I have been doing for the past week is writing endless amounts of papers and taking math tests. Don't get me wrong, I love to write papers... especially the kind I have been writing lately, but when you have stacks and stacks of them all due on the same day, it can get a little overwhelming :) I feel like I have been treading just enough to be able to keep my head above the water. However I can see the end in sight. Two more weeks of this then I am free for the summer. I look forward to my last first day of high school that will come at the end of this summer. It will be such a bittersweet ...

You know that tingly feeling you get when you experience something that seems to be supernatural? Like when you listen to someone sing who you know has a gift and you get the little tingle in your spine? Or the tingle you can get when you are listening and waiting for God and He actually meets you? For the second time in two weeks, I have walked away from church completely with that feeling-refreshed. Worship was especially amazing. You could just feel God's spirit in you as everyone was singing. Also for the second week in a row, my friend's mom had a prophetic song that spoke directly to my heart. I wish I could remember the words! It was about how God made us by his own his design and that he created our lives and he knows what will happen. Not to take things into our own hands. I was so blessed by that song. God is doing so much for me in this season of seemingly never ending trials and it never ceases to amaze me. It really is the small things that happen everyda...

God, when I am greving, you are there for me- You are always kind and take me under your wing. The night can be cold and the weeks so long, But to Your steadfast love I will always hold strong. You are the peace that comes with time- The one who's hand I want in mine. Because when I walk through the valley I know you'll always pick me up- You'll dust me off and make me move on. You are love- The only one who's praises I can sing of. Even in these hard times I know you have a reason- My God! Thank you for this trial-filled season. It's nothing spectacular, but it has alot to do with what I am going through at the moment.