Some lady came by my office the other day and introduced herself to me. Apparently she’s one of our employees in Canada. Not really sure why she came over specifically to meet me, but that’s not really important.
She pulled out two chocolate Canadian coins from her pocket and handed them to me.
I said, “Ah! Currency! What are these called?”
She said, “Well, the gold one is a Loonie and the silver one is a Toonie.”
I thought she was kidding, so I laughed.
Turns out she was serious, and was none too happy about that.
When my cousin and his wife visited California in December, we went to this burger joint in San Francisco. After they paid for their food, they commented on how good the customer service is in California compared to Philly. I was a little skeptical about what they said, because all they really experienced at the burger joint was the cashier handing them their change and receipts. How do you screw that up? Or how can you do that “well”?
I went to a philly cheesesteak place today called Pat’s. I now know what they were talking about. I’ve never seen a line of 100+ people move that quickly. It’s because the cashier barely looks at you/acknowledges your existence and will get mad at you if you don’t order your food the right way. They also
I must stop this post now because my cousin and his wife are making me watch Twilight - Breaking Dawn
"Jesus didn’t say life would be pancakes, all good and sweet and delicious and fluffy. Jesus said we’re going to be in some jacked up situations, and it’s going to seem like the world is against us. But Jesus also said I have overcome the world. When the fire gets too hot or the storm gets too big, remember that Jesus will walk on water over to you on that storm. His love is stronger."
Mom’s in the ER, car accident, please pray.
Faith at Work
Had a little surprise at our company Christmas party on Tuesday.
Before we started eating, our VP of Operations got everyone’s attention, and started talking about how we are so truly blessed at TearLab, and what a blessing it was that we got our FDA CLIA approval last week (huge milestone for our company and our shareholders). He then asked our VP of Sales to say grace.
I expected just a short prayer thanking the Lord for food amen. But it was actually a very long, thoughtful, and well-spoken prayer, thanking the Lord for watching over our company in our times of trouble, for providing this much-needed milestone for us, and for the abundance of provisions and blessings that we’re able to enjoy each day, and more and more etc etc. Definitely not a prayer that would be said by someone who only says grace for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner.
It was cool being able to experience that with people that I love and spend 8 hours per day with, and it was even cooler that this came from the executives of our company. I had no idea the higher-ups were people of faith.
Faith at work?
Today, my coworker wished me a happy birthday while handing me back the cane I lent her last week.
Then I went next door to go say hi to our CFO who’s in town for the week. He saw the cane and said, “What are you, 40?”
Mercy is God taking away something we deserve.
Grace is God giving us something we don’t deserve.
How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that helf Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
I was going to bold just the lines that really stick out and grab at me…but the whole thing is just too powerful. Thank you Jesus for dying for me that I may live the life I have now. Sorry Lord for the pain you endured by sending your Son to die for me and turning from Him as he died. May I never forget the price that was paid for my salvation, and the undeserving grace you poured onto a sinner like me.
What more must He do to show us that He loves us?