Living the Dream...

We all have them. Dreams. Things we hope, wish, and desire to do, just to do them. Well, as I have commented not too long ago, for some odd reason I have always wanted to be a grocery store cashier. And being in limbo land - aka, the Call Process (being patient doesn't mean losing my sense of humor, laugh with me) - I have been afforded (pun intended) the opportunity to pursue this dream at a brand new grocery store in Bristow, VA.

Well today the dream became fully realized as I worked the cash register for several hours on my first day on the floor! Wow, the rush of excitement, the nervous twinge in my stomach as I signed onto the register, the giddy, "Hi! Did you find everything okay? Do you have a VIC card?" that rolled off my tongue. This was it, the full realization of a dream long dreamed.

Granted, there were still many codes that this machine (the register) spit out that I had no idea what they meant (at one point it actually reminded me of some of my time in Hebrew class), but I was doing it. I was a cashier at a grocery store today, and I will be tomorrow, and Saturday! Woo hoo.

Okay, so the excitement and giddyness lasted for maybe 30 minutes, and now the reality of doing this has washed over me. It is really not 'bad' because all I do is interact with people all day, but I have often found that when one lives into a dream, we often wish we had kept it in the cloudy and star filled imagination of which is was born.

There are many plusses to this. I now have two striking new blue polo shirts (with the company logo) that I will be paying for out of each pay check for the next six weeks (what if I don't work that long?) I have met some new people. And I believe there is much for me to learn in my time behind the register, my time gathering carts, my time cleaning the toilets (one of the many tasks for cashiers when traffic is 'low'). Life lessons. Great recipes. Sermon fodder. Ah yes, it all comes back to vocation, vocation, vocation.