So much adventure...

I decided that my first post didn't deserve the merit of holding any information of quality or quantity since it seems rude of me to plunge into the blogging world, all full of myself thinking that I have the right to long, creatively informative stories of what I am doing with my life! Therefore, my first ever "blog post" was a sacrifice made unto the blogging community as a sign of good intention and peaceful relations.

On to my second, more interesting post.

I am currently employed at Mazzio's Pizza on Front St. as a cook. I make pizza, pasta, sandwiches, calzones, hot wings, and assorted fried foods. I also clean. Everyone there knows that I clean. If they walk in and see a clean make table before they see me, they know who is cooking that night. I like that. My reputation at Mazzio's is that of a clean freak. Not a bad thing for an employee at a licensed restaurant, right? I don't let it interfere (too much) with the quality and efficiency of my work. Sometimes I could be rolling out more dough, or filling up the pepperoni, but one thing that my mother taught me, and that I never truly learned until living in a one room apartment with two other guys, (or was it living with 16 other people in Ireland?) is that a clean kitchen is a happy kitchen. So I keep it clean. But this really only feels like a transitional period for me. I have plans for the near future -- big plans for an eighteen year old who has never made big plans like these big plans that I am making. There is a major maturing process involved in making big plans. I think God is dealing well with my whiny, infantile attitudes that show themselves every now and then. Most of the time He just ignores me. Or maybe that's just how I perceive it when I'm in my whiny, infantile state of mind. Looking back over the weeks, I think He's actually been lovingly teaching me patience and perseverance. Oh, and faith of course, He's always teaching me faith.
Patience. A lot of things aren't happening as fast as I think they ought to; but if they ought to happen, then God's timing will let them happen whenever is best, so I'll wait it out, which leads me to perseverance. I could just give up on this big plan that I obviously can't do on my own, and do something else I want to do that I probably can achieve on my own. But if I'm outside of God's good and perfect will, I most likely won't be as happy as I would be if I were inside of it. So I'll persevere, because Jesus persevered life on this earth and death on a cross so that I can live life abundantly. And I think God's plan is abundant living. So I'll have faith that God is good, and that my patience and perseverance will not be in vain. And they are not in vain, because I have learnt patience and perseverance from my... patience and... perseverance... huh?