The Last Latte

Yesterday was the day. My last day in that green apron. My last day at the drive-thru. My last day of making foam and mixing cream base. Now, I admit I am one of those people that tend to be sort of whimsical at times, a little bit of a flower child at heart, and the quirkiest of them all. On countless occasions I find myself at odds with my husband who is ready to hit the gas and I am the one with one foot outside the car saying, "Wait! Stop! Look at that flower! We will never see that flower ever again, or that cloud!" I'm just weird like that I guess. Nevertheless, that was what yesterday consisted of... a bunch of "I'll never's."

And who is to say that I will never be back? I for sure am not going to count that one out, but I do hope that this is the beginning of a fulfilling career for me. The new job is not at all in what I would have hoped it would be in nor does it follow the path cleared by my two college degrees, but what the heck? I have decided that as a door opens I'm going to at least put one foot out of it and see what it feels like. I mean isn't that what God wants us to do anyways? I find it so humorous now to think back about all my "plans." "I'm going to go to this school, then this graduate school, then get this type of job, then in 2 years on this date I will have a baby..."

Yesterday, provided me with so much clarity. Not only was it a bunch of "I'll never's", but it was also a bunch of "Ah hah's" and "Oh that's why I had to endure that's." I couldn't get over the fact that so many of these people... these people that are in for a minute a day... were sincerely concerned that I was leaving. I even had customers leave me their phone numbers pleading for me to keep them posted on where life takes me. One man left me his number wanting to know when the next Sunday night event at Frazer was going to happen, and another lady did everything short of beg me to babysit her kids because "something about [my] aura makes [her] feel safe" (I couldn't have made that one up). All that to say, it was the best day at work. Not because people were saying how much they would miss me or because of the lucrative tips that people were placing in the jar (one man left $10 and he blew me a kiss, Jerrod you better watch out), it was the best day because never so clearly have I ever heard God speak to me. He was saying, "It's okay. I know what I'm doing. I am God after all. You just keep stepping into those doors, and I will guide you." Now I find myself so ashamed of all those days that I dreaded being asked where I worked by those that know of my Master's degree. How silly was I?! So from now on, when someone asks me, "Why are you in a career that has nothing to do with what your degrees are in?" I will reply, "Because God told me to, and God is always good!"


Late last night this song kept resonating through my head. It was saying everything that I had been needing my head to say all along.

Your kindness, leads me to repentance

Your goodness, draws me to Your side

Your mercy calls me to be like You

Your favor is my delight

Every day, I'll awaken my praise

And pour out a song from my heart

You are good, You are good, You are good,

And Your mercy is forever

You are good, You are good, You are good,

And Your mercy is forever

You are good, And Your mercy is forever

Your kindness is forever,

Your goodness is forever

Your mercy is forever, forever

("You are Good" by Gateway Worship)