Snot, French Fries, and Alaska

  I have been in Wasilla for almost a week, and I must say that things are quite stressful. There have been times where I ask myself "Mal-what are you doing here?", and sometimes, I regret leaving Ohio, but I know I regret it in the wrong way. I regret it more on selfish terms, and not wanting to do difficult things. So life goes on...I'm here in Wasilla, Alaska.

Today, I had a job interview at a local daycare about twenty minutes away from where I am living. I am in a bit of a "pickle" because I am unsure of whether or not I should take that job. Don't get me wrong-a job is a job no matter what. But this job has no benefits, can't promise full time, and only makes $8.75 an hour. (Minimum wage) When I logically sit down and think about should I or shouldn't I, I think back to my last daycare job where I was making $9 an hour. Even then, I worked full time, ten hours a day, and still lived paycheck to paycheck. If I take this job, then I will hardly even be able to live paycheck to paycheck, and pay my bills on time. But a job is a job. I wish this wasn't so hard.  Finding a job isn't too hard to find here in the "valley", if you don't mind working at fast food places and gas stations that is. So with that, I eve found myself applying (once again) at McDonalds, and Carl's Jr (a.k.a Hardee's).

Selfishly, I think to myself, "Malarie, you did NOT come back to Alaska to flip burgers and salt some french fries! You came here to better yourself and to show others Jesus! Get a move on!" And then there are times where God steps in, actually a lot of times, where He says "Malarie, you are a follower of me. You are my disciple, and where I tell you to go and work, you will do so." Just like my own earthly father would tell me. "Whatever I say, goes." type of thing. God always win.

So...do I take this daycare job, or do I work at McDonalds? I guess when it comes down to it, God will still use me to teach others His word and His love.