I went to Becky Higg's launch party of her debut album "Room to Move" and I was so impressed! It was a cool launch party too, the room was packed and there were trays of herbal teas going around. I managed to buy an album, but couldn't stay past the first set because I was meeting Steve at church at 9.30.
Prior to the launch party, I had to find the place. The Bay Horse, on Thomas Street. I managed to walk right past it the first time I walked down the street, and missed it completely. I walked around the back streets, and eventually walked down Thomas Street again and there it was. I don't know how I managed to miss it...
And before that, I was at Kids Club. That was fun. I wasn't on bus duty tonight - hurrah for a night off! I don't think I could've coped on the bus back to Wythenshawe after the goings-on at club. Two kids from Wythenshawe couldn't decide if they were friends or not and were taking up so much time from all different leaders. Next week one of them in particular is going to be told that he will be excluded for the rest of the night if he starts playing up again. I hope it doesn't come to that...
But before THAT, I was at work! Yay for work. Steve texted me during the day, he'd been down to the Message and handed in my application form and by the time he got home there was a message on our answerphone inviting me to an INTERVIEW on Monday!!!!! Hoorah! So I went into our little interview room here and phoned Emma at the Message and had a good chat. Steve told me later that when he handed in the form he handed it straight to Emma, and Emma said "It's my job she's taking"... Now whether that was a slip of the tongue or what, I don't know but I'm still Claiming this job!!
Woooo also I am SO looking forward to going to the Amplified Weekend this weekend. Hooray I'm driving the van with Steve. I've enjoyed driving my mum's car this weekend, even though the clutch is slipping really badly - we've figured out a sort of technique to stop it slipping so much. But having said that, I really should tell mum... I might email her now while I remember...
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Noah's Ark
The story of Noah and the Ark took on a new meaning to me today.
We had a meeting with Andrew at church today, and as I was rounding the corner to church I started praying "God, bless this meeting..." that's as far as I got before I looked up and saw a rainbow! I felt God saying to me, "you've been tried and tested, and I promise I'll never put you through this again."
What a blessing.
Later as I was writing this in my little journal, it was expanded to me. When Noah saw the rainbow, they were still on the water (if my memory serves me correctly). God promised Noah that He would never again bring such wholesale destruction to the earth. But the point is, the rain had stopped. BUT, they were still on the water.
I'll bet it took a long long time for the waters to recede, but God had given His word to Noah and his family.
With me and Steve, the rain has stopped - our situation is not going to get any worse - Praise God! But it's going to be a while before the water has gone down enough for us to get to solid ground.
I did pray the other day that our finances needed "baptising" but I didn't think God would answer us by saying that this whole thing was a baptism....
We had a meeting with Andrew at church today, and as I was rounding the corner to church I started praying "God, bless this meeting..." that's as far as I got before I looked up and saw a rainbow! I felt God saying to me, "you've been tried and tested, and I promise I'll never put you through this again."
What a blessing.
Later as I was writing this in my little journal, it was expanded to me. When Noah saw the rainbow, they were still on the water (if my memory serves me correctly). God promised Noah that He would never again bring such wholesale destruction to the earth. But the point is, the rain had stopped. BUT, they were still on the water.
I'll bet it took a long long time for the waters to recede, but God had given His word to Noah and his family.
With me and Steve, the rain has stopped - our situation is not going to get any worse - Praise God! But it's going to be a while before the water has gone down enough for us to get to solid ground.
I did pray the other day that our finances needed "baptising" but I didn't think God would answer us by saying that this whole thing was a baptism....
Annoyed, frustrated, conned...
I feel so let down by the agency I'm with at the moment.
This is what I earn, by the way.
I was contracted initially to work 37.5 hours per week at a rate of £7 per hour.
I can't support myself and Steve on this, so I said I would be looking for other work at the end of the 3 month contract.
The agency offered me £7.50 per hour to try and keep me, which I accepted.
Then I get the revised contract details through the post and they've reduced my hours to 35 hours per week, while putting my hourly rate up to £7.50 per hour.
Do the maths, and then you'll understand why I'm feeling particularly let down and conned by the agency. I've told my boss that I'll be staying, so I feel trapped now as well.
My agency doesn't appear to think they've done anything wrong. Steve and I reckon that the initial 37.5 hours per week was a mistake on the agency's part - when my boss signed my timesheet the other week she told me I should only be working 35 hours per week.
I wish people would own up to mistakes, rather than making me feel like I've been conned and let down.
This is what I earn, by the way.
I was contracted initially to work 37.5 hours per week at a rate of £7 per hour.
I can't support myself and Steve on this, so I said I would be looking for other work at the end of the 3 month contract.
The agency offered me £7.50 per hour to try and keep me, which I accepted.
Then I get the revised contract details through the post and they've reduced my hours to 35 hours per week, while putting my hourly rate up to £7.50 per hour.
Do the maths, and then you'll understand why I'm feeling particularly let down and conned by the agency. I've told my boss that I'll be staying, so I feel trapped now as well.
My agency doesn't appear to think they've done anything wrong. Steve and I reckon that the initial 37.5 hours per week was a mistake on the agency's part - when my boss signed my timesheet the other week she told me I should only be working 35 hours per week.
I wish people would own up to mistakes, rather than making me feel like I've been conned and let down.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Time to switch off
It's so nice when you have a few moments to switch off from work. Unfortunately this is normally accompanied by random memory loss of the work I've done up to that point in the day...
It's been a weird day. Started off terribly, I'd forgotton so much stuff that I needed to remember, and I'd also managed to get totally confused over the past few days so that I was basically doing crisis management this morning after managing to double book audition slots, booking others candidates in twice, and generally not having a great morning. I really doubted my ability for this job this morning. I'm sometimes way too much of a scatterbrain - not always, just sometimes, and usually just when I DON'T need it to happen.
Anthony however was able to put the Bible into practise and when I'd sent him a text saying that I felt like I was only just keeping my head above water he responded with a Bible verse: "God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in times of trouble." That was so just what I needed to hear.... That I can do it, and to start swimming!
I remembered a little later on (once I felt like I was swimming again - I did have to keep reminding myself, "swim, Jen") that Ant's Xanga blog used to have a header on it saying "Every path has a puddle, every puddle is a chance to walk on water." I never really paid much attention to it but today has got me thinking. This path I'm on has LOADS of puddles. And therefore, so many chances to walk on water and show the awesome power of God in my life!
So, through today's swimming and not drowning, and perhaps even walking on water (have faith, Jen), will it be obvious that it's God being my refuge and strength? Or do I look like I'm just coping? How do other people see me? I do wonder.
I've also realised that as good as it is to post my feelings on the internet for all and sundry to read, sometimes it's just not appropriate to voice my real thoughts (!) so I have elected to keep a written journal as well... So far, and it's only been in use 3 days, it's been incredibly helpful to me, keeping sane, being able to write down the thoughts that would otherwise try to drown me.
It's been a weird day. Started off terribly, I'd forgotton so much stuff that I needed to remember, and I'd also managed to get totally confused over the past few days so that I was basically doing crisis management this morning after managing to double book audition slots, booking others candidates in twice, and generally not having a great morning. I really doubted my ability for this job this morning. I'm sometimes way too much of a scatterbrain - not always, just sometimes, and usually just when I DON'T need it to happen.
Anthony however was able to put the Bible into practise and when I'd sent him a text saying that I felt like I was only just keeping my head above water he responded with a Bible verse: "God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in times of trouble." That was so just what I needed to hear.... That I can do it, and to start swimming!
I remembered a little later on (once I felt like I was swimming again - I did have to keep reminding myself, "swim, Jen") that Ant's Xanga blog used to have a header on it saying "Every path has a puddle, every puddle is a chance to walk on water." I never really paid much attention to it but today has got me thinking. This path I'm on has LOADS of puddles. And therefore, so many chances to walk on water and show the awesome power of God in my life!
So, through today's swimming and not drowning, and perhaps even walking on water (have faith, Jen), will it be obvious that it's God being my refuge and strength? Or do I look like I'm just coping? How do other people see me? I do wonder.
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I've also realised that as good as it is to post my feelings on the internet for all and sundry to read, sometimes it's just not appropriate to voice my real thoughts (!) so I have elected to keep a written journal as well... So far, and it's only been in use 3 days, it's been incredibly helpful to me, keeping sane, being able to write down the thoughts that would otherwise try to drown me.
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