What a Crazzzy Week...

Two funny stories for everyone.....

First was earlier on in the week...I needed to go to the post office to mail some insurance stuff to my parents. Well..I got off work early one day...drove to Gavin's to pick up a package that he needed to be mailed...He was in class and I had offered to pick up Ashley's keys and mail them...well he had left a note saying...PLEASE use my debt card when you take Ashley's package...soo I thought sure whatever I will just pay for it...well....I walked to the post office and I realized that I had forgotten my debt card..soo I thought "Gavin gets his wish!" Sooo I thought I will put one stamp on and pay him the 44c later...well I write Ashley's address down, have the lady put the stamp on...she rings up the total..its $5.55...and the debt card says Mark Gavin Shea 11 or something like that...she then asks to see ID...me thinking on the spot I say "O that's my husband"....Now here is the Diagoue:

Post Office Lady: "I need to see form of ID, showing that this is your husband..."
ME: "I'm sorry I don't have any today with me..."
Post Office Lady: " Welll, I need form of ID showing this is your card..."
ME: "I am mailing this to Ashely English Shea, and Laura Ridge my maiden name...and your telling me this isn't good enough proof?" " Why in the world would I go to the post office spend $5.55 on a package to Ashley and a evelope to my mom?" "I just wanted two blocks here..you want me to walk home drag my husband down here to have he say "yes this is my wife" or go get my drivers license to prove this is me...?
Post Office Lady: "I can see you point, for now on just remember you need prove of idenity next time."
ME: " Thank you!"

ME walking out feeling like a jerk.....and maybe that was wrong of me...

2nd Story happened tonight...
So Gavin really had to go to the bathroom, but he can only use the loungebathroom. Well...it was 12:20am about a half hour before curfew is over...Gavin goes to the bathroom and I am just waiting for him....he is done. We walk to the door and its locked...well thats odd the doors don't lock till 5 mins. before curfew...we keep trying no luck..soo I can my sister Kendra to see if she can open it from the outside no luck...well soo we had to call the managers and get them out of bed to come unlock this other door to let us get out...I felt soo bad and I was worried that we had broken some rule I didn't know about...it turns out that they have been having problems with it locking like that. Anyways...we waited for like 20mins...tell someone could come let us out! It was quite an adverature.

Service

At, the begginging of the semester I had many job offeres to go work at. They weren't night jobs and actually I got payed a little bit more, but I felt very strongly about taking this night job. I had worked nights and hated them before, but I just felt like this is where I needed to go. I don't know many of the reasons why I felt like I should take this job but I did. As, I have been working here, I have learned a great deal about myself and have seen lots of examples in my life. A couple weeks ago, I had a doctors appointment, I didn't want to go but I knew I had to go have my "mini" sugery, sooo I made Gavin come with me. Gavin ran to the bathroom, and I saw this young man walk into the doctors office, I knew I had seen him somewhere but couldn't place it, As he was talking to the secretary, I over heard him he needed to see the doctor today...he was almost in a panic...He dressed funny, wore gloves on his hand and had long sleeves on in the middle of the summer. I saw the doctor come out, give the secertary almost a "laugh" at to laugh at this boy, who felt hurt in some way. I thought that doctor was a jerk...but I quickly forgot it and went to my doctors appointment and never thought of this young man again. But before it left my mind, I had to vent to Gavin, I told him how I thought the doctor was so insincere and I was not impressed with him at all, and how bad I felt about this guy. A couple weeks later, Yesturday, I saw him he was walking through my apartment complex, he was wearing those gloves and another long sleeve shirt. I smiled to think "aww...that man in on a mission" I noticed he stopped at one of my freinds apartments, and so I wanted to kn0w who he was soo I turned to Gavin and said we must follow him. I was soo excited to ask my friend who he was. About 5 mintues later, we see this young man walking back towards us, we had waved and smiled earlier so he must of considered us friends, but as he got closer He looked up set, tired, and sweaty. We invited him to join us and sit down. As, he went on to tell us his story about how he got there, ect. I realized that a friend of mine was blowing him off, I was ashamed to know that she would do something this. I was sad. I was mad. He is a young man, just trying to fit in. My heart broke. I offered to get a pizza and he could join us for dinner, but he was full and only wanted to sit there and rest. He had walked about 10 blocks or more, a very far way. Just to meet this girl for a date, but she blew him off. Gavin offered him a ride home. He was no longer the young man, that I felt sad but how the doctor had treated him. He was now Christopher, our friend. What a brave man he was....he is only taking 9 credits, he has lots of trials in his life. He suffers for OCD, thats why he wears the gloves and long sleeves. He is trying so hard to succeeded. I admire him.
There are many points here that I have learned. But after getting to know Christopher a little more, a light bulb came on and I realized where I knew Chrisopher from, he walks to my work every Monday and adopts a grandpa....I rememerbed last time I saw him he tried to talk to me, and I blew him off because I was in a hurry. As, I look back...I regret so much not taking the 5 mins. to talk to him that day. I have seen him so many times since that day, that I turned my back on him.
After, all of this..I turned to Gavin and said " How many times do pass by someone and not even notice them?" So many times I think my problems are so much worse then someone elses...I think that I am so much busyer than someone else...but I am not! In fact, I think the Lord has placed me in this job to remind me the person I want to be. I want to be the person that leds a helping hand, who gives that person a hug when they are having a bad day, the person we helps pay for a meal because they can't afford it, the person who serves meals, ect. I don't know why I have seen Christopher so much since then, but I feel I have an opporunity to help him or maybe just help myself. I don't know what I am going to do but I know that the Lord will guide me.