Friday, June 27, 2008

My life, in a song!

Have you ever found a song that seems to sum up your entire life? A song that can bring you to tears, no matter how many times you listen to it? A song that seems like it was written just for you? I recently found my song, and can't explain just how much the lyrics move me. A friend of mine introduced me to the Barlowgirls, and told me I MUST listen to their song "I need you to love me". If you aren't familiar with this song, I highly recommend it. This song seriously sums up my life, my struggles, my fears... it's unreal. And the voices of these women are insanely BEAUTIFUL. I'm not sure what made me tear up first, the lyrics or their voices!

Anyway, check out these lyrics.


"I Need You To Love Me"

Why, why are You still here with me
Didn't You see what I've done?
In my shame I want to run and hide myself
But it's here I see the truth
I don't deserve You

But I need You to love me, and I
I won't keep my heart from You this time
And I'll stop this pretending that I can
Somehow deserve what I already have
I need You to love me

I, I have wasted so much time
Pushing You away from me
I just never saw how You could cherish me
'Cause You're a God who has all things
And still You want me

Your love makes me forget what I have been
Your love makes me see who I really am
Your love makes me forget what I have been

What do ya think? Anybody else have a song that sums up their life? I'd love to hear it!

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

let's change the world!

Faith Hope Love

That's what I live by.
Hebrew's says "... faith is being sure of what you hope for and certain of what you cannot see." Hebrews 11:1

I live to be the HOPE for our future- the main reason I'm going to school to become a teacher. I want to be the face of hope for the generation to come. I want to show them LOVE like they've never experienced it before. Unconditional love.

BUT IS THIS ENOUGH? Is it enough to go to school, get a credential, start teaching and pray to make an impression in at least one child's life? Is that enough? Lately I've been feeling like I'm not enough- not a good enough friend, not a smart enough student, not a nice enough teacher, not a wise enough person. Just simply NOT ENOUGH. Where does it come from? I mean, I seem to get pretty good grades, I would do just about anything for my friends... I just want to know what "enough" really looks like... am I enough, but I just don't really know it? I have big dreams folks. Big, huge, life-changing dreams for myself, and for this generation. How do I put it all into the works? And IS IT ENOUGH....

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

More to come...

Why do we judge other people? Why do we sum up people by the way they look, the car they drive, the town they grew up in, the church they go to, the neighbor hood they live in? Why? Judgment is such a contagious thing, isn't it? I mean, you're around people who are pretty judgmental, and you find yourself judging others in the exact same way. I'm guilty of this. I think most of us are. After listening to Dan's message on Sunday night, I have decided to ask God for fresh eyes. I need to see people they way that Jesus sees them. Ephesians lays it down pretty simply for us, we were dead in our sin, but by the grace of God we were saved. ALL OF US. God saved all of us. Not just the ones who have blue eyes. Not just the ones who went to Foothill High School. Not just the ones who go to Little Country Church. God saved all of us. "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith- and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God- and by works, so that no one can boast." Ephesians 2:8-9.
It is more important to remember that we were all created in God's image, so we should see that in each other first, before anything else.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Lately, Rocky likes to lick my forehead in my sleep. It's really annoying! Then he meows for EVER when I make him stop. I don't know what this new little phase he's in is all about, but I'm ready for it to end. You can tell by the picture that he really loves me... HA!

And Ashley Beaver, if you're reading this, HELLO! We miss you!!

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

necessary venting... good ol' red robin!

red robin has been my place of work for five years now. five years of bottomless fries and freckled lemonades. five years of birthday songs and smiling burgers. five years of kerry and melisa. i've been working at red robin for five years now, and tonight i need to vent. i apologize if i offend anybody with the things i am about to say, but i've officially decided that every single person should work in food service before they die. you just don't understand the things that servers go through until you've walked a shift in their non-slip shoes. tonight was a record breaking night in my book. i've never been treated as horribly as i was treated tonight. this is the reason i'm in dire need of some vent-age. (the "you" that i'm directing this vent at is no one in particular, so please don't feel attacked!!)

okay, so just for the record, i'm FORCED to say that stupid little greeting when i first walk up to your table. TRUST ME, it's even more annoying for me than for you. try saying it 30+ times a night! so when i'm in the middle of it, please please PLEASE don't look at me like i'm a total idot and blurt out "DIET COKE". not only is it rude, but you might actually learn something from what i'm trying to say (like say, for example, my name!!) i promise that if you were to wait for two seconds, i'd give you your opportunity to speak without cutting me off.
now, if you are nice enough to let me get through my AEA greet (yeah, that's what it's called... red robin likes acronyms) there's nothing worse than having the entire table IGNORE me, like i'm nothing more than background noise. HELP ME HELP YOU PEOPLE! if you aren't ready, just TELL ME THAT. ugg. now, another thing that is really REALLY frustrating to servers across the country is the common misconception that the servers are in control of everything going on in the restaurant. NEWS FLASH! i can't really help it if the cooks lose your ticket, or if there aren't any fries cooked and ready RIGHT when you want them, or if the Expo (the person who trays up your food) forgets that side of ranch you asked for, or if the cooks decide to put tomatoes on your burger even though you told me explicitly NO TOMATOES. i'm sincerely sorry, and i'll do everything i can to fix the problem, but it isn't always my fault! so please don't yell at me, or throw things at me (it's seriously happened!!), or freak out on me because something out of my control just happened. when i say i'm sorry, i'm seriously sorry!
okay, now the last thing that really gets under my skin- when i come back over to your table to check on things, and ask "how's everything tasting" or "everybody doing okay" i really get get frazzled when every single person at the table ignores me. all i ask for is a simple nod, or even just a thumbs up! i'm just trying to help you folks. that's it. plain and simple. if you don't tell me that your burger tastes like crap, i'll never know. they don't teach us to read minds during our training. sorry about that.
Now i know that some of your reading this might be guilty of one or more of the previous things, but not to worry. i know that you have good intentions! please don't be offended by my venting. i know that i've been guilty of giving less than satisfactory service more than once. at times i deserve the attitudes and tips that i've been given, but more often than not i do not deserve to be treated the way that 75% of my tables treat me. just smile at me, and acknowledge me when i'm asking you questions. that's all i ask!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

with all of that said, i do love my job. some days are better than others. i know that i choose to work in food service, so some of the repercussions are my own fault, but just because i'm serving tables does not give you permission to treat me like garbage.

OH I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER. And seriously, people have been pretty rotten to me just because of some goof up with their food. people are kinda crazy (like KOO KOO crazy) about their food. it's so strange!
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