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9/14/10, 3:37pm

Have you ever seen the movie “Click”? The one were Adam Sandler’s character is given a remote control for his life that allows him to fast-forward, pause, mute, ect.

Now, I know the premise and object of the movie is to remind us that life is a gift, it’s precious, and that we should never take even the rough, or painful times for granted. And I completely agree with this.

However--yesterday, I wished, for one moment, that I had that remote.

I had my first Starbucks shift in a new store yesterday.

It’s not technically the store I’m going to call “home” here in Nashvegas, but it is one that I’m picking up several shifts at to get more hours(aka-$$$).  I had never been there before, or met any of the people working there. Well, except for a girl from Oklahoma City who I actually sang with once at the Oklahoma Opry. (Yeah. Is this a small world, or what?!)

But, that creepy coincidence aside, I felt like I was starting a totally new job for the first time, even though I’ve been with the company almost 4 years!

There, everything was different. The customers, the set-up of the store, the general overall feeling I got while working.  Everything felt backward and upside down.  Business was extremely slow, so I didn’t have much to do. I was insecure about every single move I made.  I didn’t know how to relate to the other people working. They already have relationships formed, inside jokes, silly quotes, of which I knew nothing. I had a headache. I felt lost. It was, for me, the definition of uncomfortable.

It didn’t help that all I had to eat that day was a bagel. Probably should think about eating more often.

Anyway, there are times in life that we all wish we could skip altogether, go back to, or just slow down so we can soak up every moment of it’s goodness.  I think it’s no surprise that a remote control for our lives doesn’t exist.  We can’t control time. We can only control what we do with the time we’re given. And...If we waste what little time we’ve got, how are we going to answer for it in the end?

“I was busy making a name for myself. See, there it is. Up there in lights!”

“I didn’t have time to invest in other people. I was busy climbing the corporate ladder.”

“Facebook needed me to make sure it was running smoothly. Status updates don’t write themselves, ya know!”

I am completely guilty of wasting time.  I am also guilty of not embracing the hard stuff as a gift. It is a gift to be cared for by my Creator so much that He allows pain and difficulty in my life because He wants me to

g r o w.

He wants me to be a better me. He wants me to be like HIM.

I forget sometimes that all the change and different, and the difficulty that comes with it, is just part of surrendering my will in exchange for His. And what better way to live, than to be bought out of slavery, and re-born into a new life, perfected to completion by the working of patience.

I will resolve to take the uncomfortable with the cozy, the bad with the good, remembering that this life is not about me being happy, but about God being glorious.