Today frustrated me. At work, many annoying things went wrong. The Kodak Picture Maker (a picture scanner/enlarger/printer) ran out of ribbon. Later, it ran out of paper. I couldn’t find a customer’s order at one point and immediately afterward the roll of glossy paper currently being printed from ran out. Other minor frustrations occurred as well. Not the best day.
So then I got home. The church small group I wanted to check out had already started about 15 minutes before I arrived home. I watched the debate. The debate, although interesting, didn’t really tell me anything. It had lots of substance, but failed to bring up any new or interesting arguments. It’s gonna be spun to death by everyone in the coming days so I don’t want to take the time to bother with it here at the moment.
Now I’m in the basement. In Colorado. I like Colorado. I like having a job. I like working. But I want more from this life than just going to a job every day where I don’t feel like I make any difference in peoples lives or in the world.
I do make a difference in the world. I’m starting to recognize some of the customers who come in during my work shifts. Although there’s not much of a connection there, it’s still something. Hopefully their days go better ’cause I’m serving them. In the frequent phone calls I make to friends in other states, good things occur. Encouragement, fellowship, and fun.
I’ve got nothing to complain about.
And I can listen to Project 86 REALLY LOUD! That’s encouragement right there.