God somehow shows us the answers to questions that we think are rhetorical. Last Friday my facebook status was, and I quote, “Meredith White sometimes wonders what she is supposed to be doing between now and the time she is actually doing what she is supposed to do?”
It might not make sense to you, but it sure did verbalize how I have felt for the past couple of weeks. I am in summer school at UTC, or was until I took my last final on Thursday. The first summer term I was taking 7 hours of credits. Getting up early to finish homework, going to class until 4, then going to work at a place that I loved working at until my manager showed up for the last hour and a half of my shift and made my life miserable. It was the same every day…things are wonderful: taking education classes and loving every minute of it and leaving with a headful of information I won’t be able to put to use for a year and a half, an hour of homework, off to work, meet lots of people, have great conversations with customers and the cook and the owner of the restaurant, laugh and smile a lot, then in came my manager with her angry eyes and degrading comments. She made me feel as if I was wasting my time, and she pretty much had me convinced. And that was how every day ended: closing at 12 every night then home for more homework…day after day for a month. Then she hired new girls with experience who were fast and efficient and never rang up orders wrong. And my hours and paycheck dwindled to nothing as of the start of this week.
That was very disturbing news, considering I just moved into a new house with my wonderful roommate, Welbie>>>
But that new house of ours comes with a rent payment and utilities, not to mention I am trying to save money so I can marry the person God created for me to spend the rest of my life with (more on that later)>>> 
and have an awesome photographer take the pictures of our special day.
So as of this morning when I found out I had been given zero hours to work this week, I was stressing out about how I would make it through the rest of the summer. But God tied together so many loose ends without me even knowing it.
Last week when I was seeing my current job may not be too reliable from now on, I persued other opportunities. There is a daycare downtown off of Walnut street about a mile from my house called Little Miss Mag’s and I dropped in to see if they needed any help. They said that they weren’t really looking to hire anyone else but a sub was always needed here and there. They said lucky for me they were trying to figure out how to fill in for someone taking a vacation the last two weeks of this month so when I filled out an application they signed me up to teach all afternoon both weeks.
Then today while I was eating at Panera when I should have been eating at home, I got a call from the daycare asking if I could come in and work on short notice. So I showed up and not only worked the rest of the day but was asked to come back all week. I am teaching the class of 14-20 monthers. I am so excited.
And starting on the 20th I will be a counselor for a camp at the Children’s Discovery Museum for kids with autism to be socialized with other children their age. And that is what I plan to do with the rest of my life so how much better can my circumstances get?
Not even a week ago I was feeling somewhat restless. I felt stuck in the middle of where I was and where I am supposed to be and thinking the journey to my destination was lacking in the adventure I was hoping it could have. I was looking at my life that was once busier than I wished it to be and wondering what in the world I could do with my empty hours that would make for a story worth telling, and here I sit at 1:11 am trying to abbreviate the story that has developed over the last couple of days.
How, after all God has led me through, do I still underestimate or fail to acknowledge the creator of the universe that lives within me? Sometimes my ignorance baffles me.
Now it’s off to bed, gotta get ready for an afternoon of enjoying childhood and the spontineity that it brings. I pray tonight that God gives me eyes to see the beauty in youthfulness and the reflect the fruits of the spirit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.
Grass withers and flowers fall.
I’ll capture the moments before they are gone.
Tonight I did it with words…who knows what tomorrow will bring.
<3 Meredith
by Meredith
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