Grunt (Day 113)

So that internship. You know the one. The one that I was so excited about. Well it hasn't been as exciting as I thought. I've been given a lot of what I like to call grunt work. Today I walked in and was rewarded with the task of going down to the sixth floor storage closet and untangling around forty wires. When I got down there I sat on the floor and immediately text my three closest here in Tulsa asking for prayers.

I've really been let down by this internship. The tasks they've given me to complete make it seem like they don't trust me with design work which in turn makes me feel like my past work isn't strong enough. Well, I asked those three to just pray that I could still glorify God and work to my best ability even if the task at hand was less than glamourous.

I firmly believe in the power of prayer and let me tell you after those three sent their words to our Father I could tell a difference in my attitude. Satan was not going to get to me during that forty-five minutes because I was being protected by those prayers. Even when rubber band after rubber band snapped across my fingers as they broke, I was able to remain calm and remember who the glory was going to. I could sit there and work hard because I knew if I completed the task quickly and didn't complain I would better resemble the image of Christ.

And even after I was given the task of going on a wild goose chase to find random video footage and photography from a very vague date from sometime in between 1962 and 1964, that I had to research and find myself, only going of someone's vague autobiography, and almost to the point of tears because I've never been trained on how to find information like that; I was rewarded with a quick turnaround and even more information than my boss asked for.

See, the power of prayer right there. In action. Wonderful. What a wonderful and loving God we have. I knew I couldn't do it alone so I enlisted heavenly help and I came up with more than I could of bargained for.