Hopefully I actually got this thing figured out! I'm not even going to beat around the bush and talk about who I am; cause I've got things to say! First off...my crazy Sunday ended up AFREAKINGMAZING at church tonight. Great group sang, can't remember their name but that's ok! All I know is that I saw a family touched and put back together by God's hand! Afreakingmazing! Yes...that's the new fave word in Rachel's world! The group sang this even more afreakingmazing song that was written by one of their singers....I don't have to say my new word again...I'm sure you're aware of how I felt about it. They spoke a little about what its background was and how it seems like the devil hits and hits hard and it feels like the ENTIRE world is crashing down on your head. They talk..Robin's eyes and mine met and were HUGE cause we'd both been through the ringer this past week. Thanks for nothin devil! So we laugh and the song starts. We CRY like the peculiar people we are and see people going to the altar left and right. THEN the son of a regular church member AND his daughter walk down the aisle. KABOOM! The place goes nuts! This man was not just any random lost soul. This man dealt drugs heavily and probably did his fair share. This man is my current earthly hero. We all think we've been SO bad and can't get anything right in life. UMMMM HELLO. Drug dealer....meet Jesus. Devil...get ta steppin! Seriously???? He can ask Jesus to forgive him and lead his life straight and narrow but I can't get over myself to ask for help to find my keys?? WHAT!?!?!? Thanks Mr. reality check. It's been fun.
So that was the latter part of my day. This morning...well...no excuses...I slept as late as possible cause I didn't sleep last night much cause Brandon was gone ALL night at work. Must get used to insane work schedules ASAP! Totally missed church this morning!
Work! In between services...there's this nifty lil thang I have to do called "A JOB" but I'm not complaining! I could be jobless or have a job I despise! And my manager rocks and let's me come in later so I CAN stay the entire morning service! Thanks Kelli! Onto the point....
This lady called Saturday evening for an appointment today, so I booked it and listened to the life/sob story about her hair. We get it alllllllll the time, so its not that big of a deal. I'm thinking she's going to saunter in with a train wreck upon her pretty lil noggin. Totally not the case. She'd had chemotherapy last year and her hair thinned quite a bit. Then the poor woman had some horrific highlights, a terrible cut and then attempted salvation via box color. Whew! She was nervous. Can't blame her. She almost bailed and had every chance to. She even had to run back home for her money she had forgotten before I even got started. Bless her heart! Mind you, she's probably no older than 45, she was just scatter-brained. Through the foiling process, she calmed down but was nearly freakin out when I rinsed her hair out. So we go back to my chair and you could just see the relief on her face. Her color and highlights came out FANTABULOUS! We decide on a cut and I do my thing. Style it and she randomly now has some "not there before" natural curl. Thanks bleach! Even more relief. Me? I was grinning from ear to ear. This lady just needed something to make her feel better. She was inthe dumps big time. I don't know what your career is, but if you never get the chance to help someone with something that would otherwise seem so ridiculously trivial, you're totally missing out!
Here's the REAL point to this super duper long story: I'm blessed to feel this way about giving someone else something to feel good about. Can you even remotely imagine how Jesus must feel when He LITERALLY wipes that slate clean??? MY NAME IS IN HIS BOOK!!! He gave me that relief I saw on my client's face today, but a million times sweeter!!! My story was long, I'm sorry, but the point was simple. Hope someone gets something from this!
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