Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Friday, July 13, 2007

Free Bricks!

Jo and I were coming home from work today when we saw them.  Piles and piles of old bricks.  Most were of Gallup Brick make, most likely came up the Santa Fe Railroad back in the day.  We asked the foreman at the site what they were going to do with them.  He said, "Pay to have them haled off.  Take as much as you can.  The more you take the less we pay."  So we filled up the car, drove home, unloaded them, and returned again. In all we took 2 and 1/2 car loads of bricks.  Enough to line the garden with real Victorian era bricks....  Awesome!

~ Morria


Sunday, December 7, 2003

Interning in Michigan!

I am now doing an internship  at a church here in Michigan. Work as an intern is starting slow... but I am enjoying it.   I will be back in Kansas for the holidays as of the 16th, then come back home to Michigan on the 5th. This is going to be a very, very good testing ground for me.   I just pray I do not fail the tests.

"The gypsy road, the gypsy road, what a life for me!" ~ Gypsy Gal

~ Morria

Saturday, February 22, 2003

Trials...

Trials, tribulations, and persecution, ne’er before for the past nine months have I had so many and at the same time! I thought I knew a little about what it meant to be disliked, to be an outcast, to be sorrowful, but in the past nine months my world has turned over. I have lost 5 people (people from my church and in my family) and my dog to death. Of those, Samuel's death hit me the hardest. He had been my teacher, mentor, and friend; in truth, I counted him my "big brother". With his passing I learned to have faith in God no matter how hopeless things looked and to trust in Him even when every thing made no sense.

Then with my work, which I took because it was my dream job, (a nightmare, though I knew it not!), I have faced a boss that has no understanding of this area, of the costumers she “serves”, compassion on her workers. She pays no mind to the health of her employees even when she is told of doctor’s advice. On top of all that, she has turned on the few of us that are different for dressing “too different”, even though we have followed everything that the company has told us to do.

How much I have grown through these testing times. I am not the same person I was a year ago, for in truth then was I a girl and now am I a woman.

~ Morria