He fills my holes..... and my pockets sometimes

Today something amazing happened to me....
Today, my God showed His tenderness, caring Love, and power.

I work where I do because it thrives my passion: people, more specifically... caring for people. I love being in a position to make someone smile. I cannot tell you the sheer joy it brings me to have my 'regulars' walk in the door and know me by name and welcome them back.... On my crappiest days, when I get to go to work and talk to people, strangers, and them walk away feeling less away from home... and for me to feel less like I am setting a wake up call for a room they will be in for 1/1083 of their lifes, but I am waking them up to start a great day the next day and hopefully knowing that if they ever need anything during that day, they can trust I will do whatever I can to help them.
This isn't one of those passions that is in my heart so that I may be recognized or so that people will give me praise.... more often than not guests don't really say anything but "thank you" and smile and I feel like I've done my job in life....

With that being said, I had a couple checkin yesterday evening for the second or third time since we opened our hotel. I recognized them because the lady was always very sweet and reminded me of some people I missed at home. Anyway, we struck up a conversation and it led to her telling me she really wanted to stay at our hotel next weekend... ((( one of the nights being sold out))) I let her know I could see what I can do but there were no promises. So we continued talking about other things, and it came up she was staying somewhere not so nice next weekend.... so I told her I would make a few phone calls and see what I can do. Well, turns out I was able to book her with us and cancel her previous reservation somewhere else without charge.
I called the lady and told her only to get a piercing squeal of excitment resound in my eardrum. It was like I had told her she won the lottery. That alone had made my evening (which was a bit cloudy from some negativity in the office). The lady could have done nothing else and I would have (and did) consider myself blessed by her joy. With her confirmation I included a note telling her how thankful I was for her enthusiasm for our hotel and her willingness to trust me. I let her and her husband know that I considered myself blessed for being able to serve them.....

Well, this morning I was back at work ((whoohooo)) and saw that she had not picked up her confirmation and note from the front desk. I came around the corner to tell them good morning and give them their letters, only to be caught offguard by a warm embrace. (these people are just precious) And then again, that alone made my quite stressful morning a bit better.

Later this morning, when she had come back from her brunch with her ladies from high school (( MOM )), she was across the lobby and motioned for me to come over and see her. So I did.... only to be greeted by her telling me to hold out my hand and not let go. I had to decline, there was no way I was going to take monetary gifts from a guest just from doing my job... but she insisted. She said her and her husband tried to think of something to get me but couldn't think of anything better than simply giving me an opportunity to get something I needed or wanted.....

and that they did.... they gave me not only money that took about 93028470 pounds off of my shoulder worrying about bills... but she was a vessel that God placed in my life to give me that nudge I needed to look up and trust in Him always.

The point of this is: God knew my desperate need at the moment, He knew that I was going crazy trying to right wrongs and be better while still being in a ditch I dug myself...... He knew. And more than that, He knew I needed to be reminded that He is in control, He will take care of me. I need not worry, but that if I follow Him, if I look at Him, if I love as He loves.... then things will work out.

Things will work out.

Period.

It may not be how I want it, the timing I want it, or even the lessons I want along the way... but in the end (and through it all) He is watching over me.

The moment I looked into my hand to see what she had given me.... I couldn't find a closet quick enough... I couldn't but help to get on my knees and just let loose the tears.... My God, my Jesus.... was very very real and very close to me. And ohhh how beautiful it was.

I am not super woman, I'm not the best Front Desk Manager ever, I am by no means the best student, I may not be good with money, I fall on my face more often than not.... but My God IS perfect enough to fill in my holes and complete me... from being prisioner of this world and it's troubles to enjoying the fresh air....

I pray that I will not forget this anytime soon or EVER. I pray that He will remind me in my darkest place how He provided in a very real way.... and you know what, he always will provide. :)