This Summer Job

Alrighty kids, I have somewhat survived my first week of working 3rd shift for the summer.

It was a rough week last week! Trying to make your nights your days, and your days your nights is no easy task. Especially for someone like me who is in bed at like 11:00 or 12:00 most nights. First night at work was crazy! It was a good thing I had someone training me, a.k.a. someone I could talk to so I wouldn't fall asleep all night.

To say the least, I was not a happy camper when I found out I was going to be on 3rd shift. I had been told since applying that I'd be on days...well hmph. Lots of changes were made, they needed people here and less people there...so in the end I was needed to go work 3rd shift.

So, I've been reminding myself constantly that, like everything else in life, it's for a reason. God wanted me on 3rd for some reason so I better just get over it and be okay with it. Yeah, not working so well. I was informed yesterday (by God) that I'm being kinda really stubborn, selfish, and flat out acting kind of bratty. Before I left for work, I stumbled across this verse:

Do everything without complaining or arguing -Philippians 2:14

Ouch.

Yeah...tough pill to swallow...especially since I have been complaining quite a bit about this whole 3rd shift thing...

So I decided to remake one of my favorite songs last night (yes while I was at work...I was productive, don't worry). Francesca Battistelli's This Is the Stuff has been my theme song, kind of, since I first heard it. It's such a fabulous song! So I changed it to This Summer Job...I hope you find it as humorous as I do :)

I've lost my mind,
On this 3rd shift job.
At least everyone's kind,
On the Bottle Line.

(Chorus)
This summer job,
Is driving me crazy.
This summer job,
Is getting to my sanity.
In the middle of my scheduled mess,
I forget how big I'm blessed.
With this summer job,
All I'm doing is sleeping.
But I've gotta trust,
You planned it for a reason.
Might not be the job I'd choose,
But this is the job from You.

10 at night,
To 6:30 a.m.
Pallets and green bands,
And lots of flavor changing.

Chorus

So break me of my selfishness,
Help me stop complaining.
I'm trusting You with all the timing,
Help me enjoy my summer.

This summer job,
Might drive me crazy.
This summer job,
Might mess with my sanity.
But in the middle of my summer mess,
I won't forget how big I'm blessed.
This summer job,
Might mess up my sleep schedule.
But I will trust,
You know exactly what You're doing.
Might not be the job I'd choose,
But this is the job from You!


Silly? Maybe. But, God provided this job for me and I know He has me there for a reason. I may not like it, but I'm learning to be okay with it...well, slowly, trying to learn to be okay with it. :) With a little help from God I will.