God is so good to me and I can't understand why. I take him for granted all the time, I pass up time with my Bible for time on fb, I choose a million and one things over pouring my time into him and yet he still blesses me. God, I just don't get it.
Been working at Northern Lakes College since Tuesday as full-time - no training and it's been incredibly overwhelming. Tuesday and Wednesday I came home and had a bath, I was so exhausted. And I never crave baths, ha.
But today it was like a whole different job. Finally all the jargon and stuff I've been hearing starting to make sense in its own right and it became a whole lot easier to understand today. I've still got loads of questions for Tracy - the poor woman who's juggling her new position and training me in her old position. She's a marvel.
Going to Skype Becca Mustard now. Need the familiarity of talking to someone who knows me really well and isn't someone who lives here. I'm finding it a challenge to write this blog the way I've written the other blogs as it noone ever read my other blogs and I could write as personally as I wanted. This is a small town and I have to be careful of what I say and who I say it to. So it is a real gift to talk to a friend outside of it all.
Peace. xo
Been working at Northern Lakes College since Tuesday as full-time - no training and it's been incredibly overwhelming. Tuesday and Wednesday I came home and had a bath, I was so exhausted. And I never crave baths, ha.
But today it was like a whole different job. Finally all the jargon and stuff I've been hearing starting to make sense in its own right and it became a whole lot easier to understand today. I've still got loads of questions for Tracy - the poor woman who's juggling her new position and training me in her old position. She's a marvel.
Going to Skype Becca Mustard now. Need the familiarity of talking to someone who knows me really well and isn't someone who lives here. I'm finding it a challenge to write this blog the way I've written the other blogs as it noone ever read my other blogs and I could write as personally as I wanted. This is a small town and I have to be careful of what I say and who I say it to. So it is a real gift to talk to a friend outside of it all.
Peace. xo
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