Lessons learned as September progressed

My previous post eluded to the unknown that the month of September would bring. Well it lived up to it's expectation. Who would ever have thought that signing on / off and back on again would be so much hassle, who would've thought how busy life can be when you do not have a (paid) job -  the wife said just the other day "You're to busy to have find a job now" and who would ever have thought that I would fly off to Canada for over a week, all expenses paid for by my sister and her husband - I certainly wouldn't have.

During my week away at the Catch the Fire Conference in Toronto I found myself updating my facebook status with some good stuff that's happening and ending it with - now that's what I call worship. Reading back over todays' post I found myself replacing those words with - for these I thank You. Reading all the previous posts I certainly found myself to be a very blessed person indeed in my first month of being 'unemployed'. So here is to October, let's see what is waiting for us there. 

If you are not of Facebook (or missed my updates) here are the 'now that's what I call worship' posts - try replacing those words with 'for these I thank you' thus thanking the Provider on my behalf - now that's what I call worship. (entrees below are from most recent to first one posted)

FEELING the warmth of the sun, HEARING my son just jabber away at his computer, TASTING homemade upside down pineapple cake - now that's what I call worship

HEARING children laugh at school today, FEELING the slight wind in my face and SMELLING flowers on my path - now that's what I call worship

the smell of toast, fellowship and prayers with a friend and seeing photos appreciated - now that's what I call worship

the smell of morning coffee, the sound of the rain on the window and seeing my photos of Niagara falls - Now that's what i call worship (using the senses)

spotting a rainbow over the lush Sussex country side whilst enjoying a Boar burger with friend and pastor, listening to some random Bach whilst they sort out my benefit claims, smelling the dinner that's being cooked by my gorgeous wife - now that's what I call worship

The sound of a baby giggling on the plane, a friend being there to pick me up, the sound of the rain on the car. Now that's what I call worship

Listening and watching the power of Niagara falls, being reminded of do much this week, now that's what I call worship.

Fire tunnels, tooth surgery, dancing, screaming, music, people crawling and fainting, jumping, laughter, hands waving, shofars blowing .. now that's what I call worship

Your love never fails, It never gives up, It never runs out on me. x 1000

Now that's what I call worship

Sing a new song, write in your journal, do a dance, make new noises, read scripture, now that's what I call worship

Shofar, flags, painter on stage, people looking like having a sleep, wild dancing, jumping ... now that's what I call worship

Lessons learned from September.

No, thanks I do not want to take part in your survey, nor do I want to claim PPI, nor would I wish you to sort out and improve the performance of my communications systems (which of course we do not even have in our house) and no, new windows are not on our wish list for now (nor will they be for some time to come) - I just want you to leave me and my phone alone. Just because I am at home, hoping and praying for a new job, doesn't mean I want to be bombarded with all your junk - leave me alone.

This is the second September that I lost a job. Last year I stopped teaching and was somehow very down as I miss them little blighters. I missed their faces, their sarky comments, their wit and their wisdom (and oh, so often lack of it). This year I also stopped going into schools doing clubs, assemblies and assist in lessons. 

My Facebook and Twitter friends are throwing oil on hot water (or whatever the phrase is) by posting about their kids starting school, so many starting a new part of their journey, 'good luck Johnny' .. 'oh, doesn't she look nice in her new school uniform' .. 'aren't they growing up so quick' and 'so nervous yet excited' .. was I really like that with our kids? It wasn't until I read those words - nervous yet excited - that I realised I am one of them. 

This September I am finding myself to be nervous yet excited. No job, not even a glimmer of one (yet), nonetheless I feel an excitement as a new start is (hopefully soon) to be upon us. Nervous as well, not knowing what, where and when, but excited. Searching for the meaning of this word I came across one stating it as: stimulated to activity. I hope I can learn to use this time of excitedly, nervously waiting, to stimulate me to lots of new activity.

Here is to yet another September.