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My Work

Work’s been super slow for a couple weeks. Last week I worked just over ten hours, and so far this week I’ve only worked for about three hours. It’s been a little frustrating not having the work (or the money), so I started looking for a part-time job yesterday. I couldn’t find anything, so on a whim I decided to see what options there were for full-time jobs in Peoria. Bingo! There were several that I’m either qualified for, or will train new employees.

If I’ve learned anything lately, it’s been that it’s unwise to rush into something without lots of prayer and thought. So I decided to go walking on a bike trail near my house and pray/think about whether I should try to get a new job, or keep working for Fedi.

There’s something about beautiful weather and crisp, clean air that aids thought. I felt a calm while I was walking (and running, a little bit), and I realized that what I choose to do for a career isn’t what matters – it’s times when I can enjoy God’s creation, get to know Him better, spend quality time with people, and be a blessing: it’s times like those that matter.

I also decided that I haven’t given the Hungarian Handyman enough time – sure, I’m not making any money right now, but it doesn’t really hurt me too much since I’m living with my folks. Instead of focussing on my problem of not having work, I can find other things to do. My cello has been neglected a bit lately – I can catch up on practice. I started Oakey back into riding training last week – I can continue that.

So, for now, I’m sticking it out. If anything, this is another opportunity to practice patience.


I Like Painting!

Three weeks ago you wouldn’t have caught me dead, saying that I liked painting (well… I guess if I were dead, I wouldn’t be saying that anyway). But still, I’ve never been very fond of painting. However, after doing it for over 5 weeks straight I’ve begun to enjoy – that’s right – painting.

I started off my painting adventures asking myself a bunch of questions – Do I like this job? No. Should I keep it? I don’t know. Do I really want to do this for several months, years, or my whole life? NO! But, gradually, the answers to those questions (or, most of them, anyway) began to change. I went from not liking my job at all, to kinda liking it. I went from wanting to quit my job, to looking forward to doing better at it the next day. I went from looking forward to four-o-clock like it were the end of a torture session, to enjoying the work I was doing.

I wouldn’t say that I’d rather be painting than playing cello, doing parkour, or riding Oakey – but I have come to appreciate it. And that process of coming to appreciate it was because of a mindset; I chose to learn to enjoy the work I must do.

Be Patient

In my last post I talked about being afraid to move forward in my life – but I’ve had a realization since then (I do a lot of thinking when I’m at work). I may need to eventually be somewhere (e.g. teaching music) but that may not be where I’m supposed to be right now. Right now the Lord has me doing construction. It may not be my absolute most favorite job and I may never make something of it, but it’s where the Lord has me.

So, right now I’m learning to be patient. I’m also learning how to interact with people who are nothing like me, and have absolutely no similar interests. But most importantly, I’m learning how to rest in the Lord and rely on what He knows is best for me.


Since I started my job with the “Hungarian Handyman” you may have noticed that I haven’t been writing as much. That’s because I’ve been crazy busy – often times getting up around 5:00 or 5:30, and trying to go to bed at 8:30. So I write all this to say that I probably won’t be writing much in the future, either. This doesn’t mean that I’m not thinking about deep things, just that I won’t have the time to type it up for my awesome readers.

Praise the LORD for His Protection!

Today on the job I came within a hair of having my back messed up pretty bad. We were working on a deck tear-out project, and I was working on cleaning up some loose lumber while two other guys sawed out an 8×8 floor support. When the 8×8 came loose, it fell down right behind me – I mean, right behind me. In the words of one of my co-workers, “If you had a business card on your back, that would’ve taken it right off!”

“Hungarian Handyman”

I officially have a job! And one that could very well take me into my forties or older if I wanted it to, at that. This morning I started working for the “Hungarian Handyman” – a local home remodeler/fencer/barn builder/handyman named Fedi Davidovics.