I think myself to be a fairly patient and loving person, or so I thought I was. Working a retail job full-time was a slap to my pride. I remember this analogy from high school chapel that a tea bag represents our character and the hot water is our circumstances. Only when the tea bag is put into hot water does our true character/color show. And this job was showing all colors of my anger, impatience, and lack of love: When customers complained and asked senseless questions. When parents didn't care about their screaming children running around the store. When guys tried flirting to get discounts. And long hours each day repeating all of this... My character was tested, I absolutely hated working here.
In my heart I said, "These people aren't worth my time."
Serving Others Selflessly
Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Philippians 2:3
Serving Others Selflessly
"You're right," I replied. I deserved more, right? I deserved to be discontent, angry, and bitter. Why was I working? Why was I living alone? It was all for others, but what have they done for me? I was angry at my mom, my sister, and even with sisters in the church. I was angry at everyone for not helping me. Because it's all about me and how I was feeling.
In my heart I said, "I don't want to serve, I want people to serve me."
Looking at Jesus
Jesus had a full time job that wasn't glamourous. From the dawn to night He dedicated His time to preach and heal. He barely had a break, people were always bombarding Him. Did they pay Him? Did they thank Him? Did they love Him? Probably only a small amount, an incredibly small amount. If I were Jesus I would say, "Screw this, why am I wasting all this time for people that don't even care or appreciate me?" But Jesus and His amazing love continued to serve. He didn't care if people just left after being healed. All that was on His heart was "by this they will know the Father's love and they will come closer to Him."
Nineveh and Egypt
I was close to buying a ticket back to New York multiple times. And maybe that's what Satan wanted me to do. Maybe Satan's battle plan was to make me feel so discontent, bitter, and feeling entitled to "something better" so I could leave. He wanted me to give up on being back home where my parents, friends, and old classmates are. But I'm glad that the Holy Spirit has made it clear to me that I need to stay on Guam a little longer.
I pondered on that thought for a moment and a familiar story came to mind. "Wait, I'm doing exactly what Jonah did with Nineveh."
I'm tempted to hide my tears and struggles from my friends. "Shouldn't a disciple look happy and bright all the time?" But picture this, it would be easy for someone to glorify and trust God when their life is going good. But it would be astonishing to see someone trust God in the storm. Through our weaknesses, tears, and struggles, God is using us powerfully to shine brightly. When Paul and the others were in prison, that inspired all that knew about them to follow Christ. Even if it feels like we aren't at our "best," God's strength shines through it all.
Time is Never Wasted with God
Joy in All Circumstances
Agape Love: A Changed Heart
I realized my love for the customers at SuMart wasn't agape love, it was transactional. I loved when I thought they deserved love. I loved when they loved me back. I loved based on circumstances. And that is not the love God calls us to have.
I was annoyed with this one regular. He was worldly and a flirt. I was baffled at his audacity when he asked for discounts. There was a time he asked me to cover 6 dollars of beer for him. I wasn't angry but instead I felt love and compassion. Cigarettes, alcohol, and flirting. How empty is this guy feeling to be constantly filling himself with meaningless, temporary pleasures? How is it so easy for him to be saying all these things? How long has he been doing this? Lost, lonely, longing for something more. Instead of an annoying guy flirting for discounts I saw a lost soul needing Christ.
God continues to refine my heart. I still want to go back to New York, that longing won't go away anytime soon, but I'm joyful being back home. It's a fight to be joyful in all the circumstances, but I see God's hand in it all.