All In A Day

So this story started last Sunday. I'm in Sunday school, and one of the youth workers, was talking about how he asks God sometimes to test his faith, so that he might strengthen it. So I'm going to bed, and I ask God to put me through a trial, so that I might further build my faith. Now that I get up in the morning, and eat and go to work. While at work my boss comes up to me, and asks if I want to make beds. I can't say no to my boss, but making beds takes hours, because of the amount of them that we have. We're making beds, and all of the bunks have been used. Bunkbeds are even more annoying to make then the regular beds, and ALL of them have been used. I'm working and I had been listening to one of my fav. radio stations, and suddenly Gov. Brad Henry comes on. I think my boss wants to listen to this so I listen for about 45 minutes, about how these things are going to be changed and these other things are going to be reformed. I'm about to go crazy at that time. I can't take another minute of it. So I ask my boss, and he never even wanted to listen.(teaches me about assuming things) I change it, and I'm happy. But still I'm dealing with all of these bunk beds. Finally God blessed me with one bunk bed that's not been used. And it's even in my fav. # room. #7. I'm "thank you God"

As the day progresses things go alright, but my patience still keeps getting tried in various ways. I'm late everywhere I go, and I have to explain then why to the people who were waiting on me. In the evening, around 5:45 I leave from my lesson, and orchestra starts at 6:15, I'm late. I don't have the harp tuned or anything. I get to OCU and run in with the harp(not literally, just so you know any other harpists) I go upstairs, and go into the orchestra room, only to find that they've just started. I'm unloading the harp, and I've opened the doors, so I can get in there. Which was a mistake, it turned out that the doors right across from me has a group of horn players practicing. Everyone turns around continously and looks at me. Which starts to get annoying. I finally get the harp in, and everything situated so that I can start playing. I play for a total of 20, and wait around and 1 hour and 30 minutes. I pack up the harp, and head home. Unload the harp back at OU so it'll be there in the morning. Two of the other harpists were playing a concert with the OU orchestra, that night. I go downstairs, and it turns out I had to have a ticket to get it.

I head home, and finally get some GREAT news. One of my good friends calls me up at 10:15 or so, and tells me something that turns this horrible Monday, into a great Monday. She tells me that 2 days ago and Sunday she had been thinking about alot of things. And she decided that she needed to give her heart to Christ!! Right then my whole stinky attitude changes, cause this is a good friend of mine, and she got SAVED! Praise the Lord! She had been having trouble sleeping, and she always seemed tired. And after Sunday, she was just so refreshed and renewed. I can tell her spirit has changed, she seems to have a sense of peace about her now. Still competitive, but just calmed now. Praise God again! I'm happy that he tested my patience, and for him saving my friend. That's all I have to share for now. But i'm really happy!