Hey there
Sorry I haven’t posted any real writing in a little while, and that doesn’t mean this one will be long in order to make up for lost time or anything. I’ve actually had work! I’ve been at Norampac and today got all sorts of paper cuts on my fingers and hands from gluing two sides of a cardboard box together. Tomorrow is going to be a half day and then I’m home again and in all likelihood Manpower won’t send me anywhere again for a while cuz it’s been slow.
And I’m seeing why. Several of the bigger companies and factories in town have stopped using Manpower for temps and gone to other organizations instead. I guess when half of the temps don’t show up for their work, if I were the company’s supervisor, I’d find another more reliable source for temps. That sucks because the few that ruin it make the whole of us look bad, and now stuff like this happens.
So anyway, I may give up on the whole temp thing and consider trying to find a job that I’d have to quit in less than three months. I liked the temp thing because over my FIRE years I could quit, then come back and I’d still be on Manpower’s records and they’d put me to work as soon as something came up, and I wouldn’t burn my bridges by leaving some job to return to school.
Anyway, I’ve been very grateful to have work. And to have a car to drive and pick a guy up on the way. And I’ve been having really good sleep lately and feeling really rejuvenated. The Lord knows I feel a whole lot better about myself and my walk with Him when I get to put my hands to good use and make some money, instead of just receiving it. I’ve been thinking that maybe because of that, mixed in with pride, that that’s how come I’m having a hard time with asking for help financially from people to afford to go to Holland for missions work. There’s something in us that is designed to find purpose and fulfillment from having a task to do. And so to humble yourself and ask for help can go against the core of our selves. I’m of course not talking about lazy people who won’t work, they don’t relate to what I’m talking about and avoid work. But man, I’m grateful that even if it’s just for these last few days I had found something to put my hands to–even if they now have papercuts all over them.
Be blessed
