A Lesson to be Learned......

I am sitting here so overwhelmed with thankfulness to the Lord. I don't even really know where to begin. So much has happened since I wrote last. I have changed jobs and taken an interpreting job once again for deaf/hard of hearing students at a local high school...while I am working on my speech pathology assistant's license. I can't even express to you how much I love what I am doing. There is something about signing that just moves me....I truly feel it is a skill God has given me...to be someone's ears..to help someone to truly understand and to be able to better communciate. I don't want take it for granted again. I love this field and I pray that I truly make a difference in the lives I come in contact with....
The really bummer part of all this is on Friday, I got my first paycheck.... to find out I was told the wrong information regarding my pay. Therefore my pay check is significantly less that it should be...as in I can't pay my bills on this salary...let alone buy Christmas present's. Even though I had the pay information in writing...there is nothing the district will do to make it right. Initially I felt very shocked...like someone pulled the bottom out from under me...I am finally doing something I love...why does this have to happen? I am so worn out. It hurt...then I felt anger and frustration. As I spoke with each of my bosses regarding this...they admited the error was their's...it was an "honest" mistake...but there was nothing they could do. It was as if no one cared...they had their paycheck for the month....they had their Christmas taken care of...it was my problem.
I walked away from this just a bit stunned. It's amazing to me...how very little we truly care for one another. How so very selfish we truly are. Myself fully included.
It became clear... that this is the place God wants me...to feel once again what it's like to not have....to be in need....to know that apart from Him doing one thing...I have nothing. It doesn't matter what job I have...or what I am told by someone. There is no security apart from my Father in heaven.
I can't make it...survive....live...eat...ultimately breathe apart from Him. I have been reminded in a huge way of what Christmas is...it is about recieving the greatest gift ever given... Jesus Christ. I have nothing to give.
He is my provider...He will have to show Himself just that...I am praying about what to do.....look for another job....or maybe get a third job...the thought of not interpreting for the deaf students makes me sad.
Ok...so God is really working on my heart...making me sensitive to those who don't have....in a sense giving me a very small taste of this....
On Sunday I went to hang out with a very dear friend in Dallas... He shared with me about a special friend of his who is very very sick. His name is Scrap Iron. He is a street musician who lives in Dallas. He currently is in Parkland Hosptial fighting for his life because he got pneumonia from sleeping in the cold. It doesn't matter the details...I was floored. I sat outside in the cold today just trying to wrap my mind around the fact that people sleep in this. I really couldn't...but I did realize if not for this family I live with...I would have rent money due that I couldn't pay. If my story were just a bit different....less characters in it. I too could be in the street. My heart has been so impacted by all of this. All I can think about is.... there has to be a way to help this precious man. I just hate it that in our day....with all we have....how can any one have to sleep in the cold?????????????
My heart is broken...and I am determined...to make a difference. I have no idea how....but if God is so gracious to heal this man...I want to make a difference...I have to make a diffference. Christmas is not about stuff...it's about people...about loving....it is about giving and receiving...it's about amazing grace....done right. Please say a prayer for Scrap Iron...that God would heal him and make him well....