Completely neglected

Yes I am aware I have completely neglected this blog but some day I am sure I will get it going, for the 10s of you who have actually looked.

Keep the faith!

Little Miracles

   I am not sure about you but until recently I had not realised to what extent little miracles occur in my life. I tend to look over the small things, or even the big things and it isn't until days, weeks or months after I realise that maybe, just maybe I had a little help from God.

   One such example, and in fact the reason for this post is my current employment. I work as security for night clubs, a bouncer Door Supervisor as we are called now days. It is an absolutely fantastic line of work. Yes the vomit, the blood, the constant carrying and "disposing" of certain individuals can be rather monotonous at times. Yes the constant abuse (both verbal and physical) is not what I would call my "cup of tea" but we all do what we have to in order to make a living do we not? I am just unbelievably thankful that I have a job in the first place, let alone one I love so much!

    Back to my point, due to the rather.... shall we say unrealistic loan figure given to me by student loans, I MUST work quite a few shifts a week in order to keep my head afloat (whilst other students don't have to work a day in their lives! but that is another story for another day) and I simply was not getting the work I needed. This was mainly due to my age, you see the quality of my work is second to none. I pride myself in my exceptionally high standard of work, however if you do not bear the "scars" of years in the business you are general subbed for an older, more experienced, often far less capable person.

    I was thinking to myself and myself alone as I did not want to worry my parents, "I NEED more work" or I could not stay at university..... Not a prospect I had ever fathomed when I enrolled. Cut to this Monday just gone, I wake up to bone shaking vibration that is a phone call when my mobile is rested on the metal bed frame. It was an unknown number which I usually ignore but hey, I was already bored so I thought why not?! Turns out my high standard of work has made quite a name for myself, the owner of a new security company had been given my details and he was searching ME out for WORK. How odd, not even a week after I had made the decision to look for more work and here I am on the phone with a man who is looking specifically for me...

   So to cut a long story short, we chatted for a while, I put on the "macho" front that is required when talking to others involved in this industry (my friends will tell you, I am not the macho air head guy!) and was called in to his office to sign some papers. 3 hours and a lot of tightly grasped hand shakes later I had 2 new regular work shifts with longer hours than I had hoped for with more work coming my way during the week!

   It wasn't until today I realised "Hey, wait a minute... that was all a bit too easy and quite a large coincidence!". I was so overcome with the joy of a brighter future to pay thanks to the person who made this all possible. Yes I am sure my hard work played a part in this process but I have NO doubt at all God sent this work my way as he saw I was struggling.  

   It is so easy to just accept these things and move on without a moments thought of how they came about and what really happened. I know I am particularly guilty of this but I am learning to open my eyes more and more each day. So how about you take a few minutes to think of any little miracles or gifts that have come your way and give thanks to the one who made them possible? Yes I am fully aware I have only had a few blog views and the chances of anybody being mind numbingly bored enough to read this is minute but as I have said (and quite selfishly) this blog is mainly for me!!

I would LOVE to hear about your little (or big) miracles so feel free to leave comments, I will read them all of them.

Have a great week!

 

Introduction

Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I feel foolish writing this first post as i am fairly certain that it will not succeed but even if it helps me a little then its worth it... right? Well i guess i will just have to wait and see what happens, with a bit of luck my amazingly captivating posts hopefully this blog will help me on my way back into the arms of God.
Enough of the self doubt, I guess an introduction is in order (at the moment i wont be giving out my personal info such as my name which is silly I know but oh well). I am a university student from England, currently studying for my bachelors of science degree in archaeology. Archaeology has been my number one passion since I was old enough to bore my family and friends to death with stories of my future in archaeology! Lets be honest, who really takes a 3 year old seriously when they blabber on about their "future" jobs.... Well i guess I'm proof that maybe children speak more sense then we give them credit for. I was born 22 years ago into a loving family who have always and will forever stick by me through thick and thin (even though at times forever seems TOO long). My father is not religious and my mother is an out of practice Roman Catholic, quite cheekily and greedily I was baptised and introduced into the Roman Catholic church for one reason and one reason only... to get a guaranteed place at our local school.
     From there on my religion grew quickly as prayer and mass were daily activities and I LOVED every moment of it! However between the ages of 5 and 11 I had many tests of faith which I was far too young to understand and not strong enough to deal with and turned my back on my religion. I am not proud of this fact but it is part of who I am and I am proud of that.
    To cut a long story short between the ages of 11 and 20 I openly attacked my faith every chance I got. I was jealous of the faith people had, the faith I myself once had but could not regain. I always knew something was missing, part of me was lost and I was not happy without it, I was extremely desperate to find it and finally I have.
    Over the last 2 years I have been regaining my faith in God. It is not an easy task but day by day I can feel my faith growing and blossoming into something great. I feel complete as a person again, I can feel the holy spirit around me, in my actions, my words, in all that I am.
So that is that, a boring short introduction to what this blog will be about. So feel free to follow me as I regain my faith in God and through what ever life throws my way (I apologize in advance for the dullness and the inevitable endless posts on archaeology and my excavations!!).

Yours
One of God's children.