Unclogging the toilet

(Sorry spell check isn't working...again.)

I can't believe that it has been a week since I last blogged. I am quite sorry. I haven't even finished our journey with Hannah either. Well know that I will be finishing that chapter this week.

Tonite, I want to talk about something that has been on my heart recently. Friday to be exact.
If you look back on a few of my blog posts I had a post titled Passive Aggressive Toilets. Well, that was basically me ranting on about my shift manager(SM) and how he is passive aggressive. Since my boss wasn't doing anything about it...I had to finally approach him (way before friday) and see what our issues were. Apparently, he didn't have any with me. Yada Yada Yada.

Friday, I got a unique glimpse of my SM and who he is. He is young, he has very high expectations of himself and where he should be in his life... he hasn't met any of his life's goals yet. He voiced his frustrations with the store in a professional manner....none the less voiced them to me.  I have a feeling through our conversations in the past and that night that his marriage isn't that great. I felt bad for him...his birthday is coming up this week and while he should be celebrating his life...he is looking at all of the things he hasn't accomplished.
While cleaning and closing...we talked about faith, religion, his goals....etc. He wants to be in the Navy. He loves his dogs..etc. Through all of this talking and laughing. I asked him why does he seem so stand offish when he comes in?  He said he doesn't relize it. I told him that was one of the reasons why I had thought there was an issue with us. Bottom line is the kid has a ton of yuck! He wears his emotions on his sleeve when he comes to work and things are not perfect at home. Things stink at work and he wears it. I feel bad for him.

My prayers had to change recently. I use to pray that God would guide me and give me strength to get through my shift with him. Now, I pray that God gives me the right words of encouragement and grace to guide him. I remember being his age and looking back thinking how I haven't done what I was suppose to do. I get it! But that is what made me who I am today in the Lord. While I would love to sit him down and have a coming to Jesus with him...I will just continue to pray for him. Jesus told us to pray for our enemies. I didn't consider him an enemy (just a pain). But I had started to pray for him and for myself. And God worked His grace right in there.

I guess the toilet isn't clogged anymore.  Grace unclogged it.