(Photo credit: Wikipedia)“God give me strength to face a fact though it slay me. ” — Thomas Huxley Do we really want to hear the truth? Or do we want others to feed us what we want to hear? That’s a tough question, because often the truth hurts . Just look at the lengths we go to disguise it, to hide it, to forget it. I tried to play basketball as a high schooler. And I just didnt have what... Read more
A guest post by Simply Darlene Rahab had a job. Hers was a filthy, low-down, no good, wretched, sinful job. I wonder if it was her first job? Was it her only vocation? When and how do you think she lost her grip? Maybe she was a baker of bread or watcher of other people’s children before she loosed her hold on what was good and respectful, before she dishonorably disrobed for a living. Or maybe Rahab’s decent into the flaming... Read more
In our summertime series, where writers from around world tell their stories of first-time jobs. Anna tells hers about helping her father at a small doctor’s office. I can only imagine what medical personnel hear! Our pains. Our fears. Our hopes. Anna blogs at Path of Treasure. Doctor’s Helper When I was eight years old, we moved to Alabama from South Dakota. I vividly remember the move. My father was one of the first two physicians in our small town, they... Read more
Have you ever gone into a job just a little too confident? Bernie Pfeiffenberger’s first job was that way. I’m pleased to introduce her writing to the Red Letter Believer audience. Bernie is a widow/single mom excited about finding new adventure. Daily, she is challenged by the wisdom of the Bible and Oswald Chambers’ devotionals.She enjoys outdoor activities and cycling, especially going downhill. A Boss Named Mr. Stern I just knew I was ready. I had all the proper training in... Read more
Grandma Rupert. She died when I was 7 What is the legacy that I will preserve for the generations, bottled up for discovery one day by the curious time travelers? What will we wash away with the spin cycle of time, chalked up to what was yesterday? We sat in the middle of the floor, surrounded by thousands of photos. My sister and I were overwhelmed by these collected images from the generations of our family. The photos were from both sides of the family tree, with... Read more
Can you even imagine your first job being in the Navy? That’s Mellissa Thomas’ story. She is a freelance copywriter, copy editor, and blog junkie helping new and growing entertainment business entrepreneurs over at E.i. Geek or blogging about writing at MellifluityInc. When she’s not doing that, she’s promoting her newly released devotional poetry book, From a Babe, now available on Amazon.com and in the KindleMy First Job: Bumbling Baby Christian Sailor Photo by GregTimm I gave myself the oddest high school graduation gift in the form of my... Read more
As we have gathered the impressions of a variety of writers this month about their first jobs, I’m thrilled to introduce you to Amy R. Hunt. She blogs at . A *Rock* for Him, where she gives thanks for her {Grace} full *life* where she writes about how our life stories are all for a purpose. Working at a local nursing home as my first job meant more than a paycheck. I loved on residents with Alzheimer’s and dementia when their... Read more
One of the joy’s of hosting this summer’s What I Learned From My First Job series, is the chance to introduce different bloggers to a new audience. Tosca Johnson is a California native, a mother to a teenage daughter and a full-time college student. She blogs at Midnight Musings. Her story about a uniform flap is something most of us can relate too — rules that ultimately impact the boss’ attitude toward us. Wearing the Wrong-Colored Pants When I was a... Read more
Caring for those who don’t have a voice by Shanyn Silinski Another in the series of our posts, “What I learned from my first job.” Read more info about this writer at the end of this post. Want to participate? Send me an e-mail here. I remember my first real job, when I was quite young. My family started a newspaper when I was five years old. It was done out of our house for the next almost 20 years. ... Read more
We have had dozens of post from every spectrum of the blogosphere. Today, you’re in for a great story about a little girl who delivers newspapers. The lessons learned are just now being applied in full as Tiffany Stuart works as a writer. She blogs at Tea with Tiffany is scribbling hard at her first book. Deliver Words When I was thirteen, I worked just so I could own my own private stash of Lemonheads, Twizzlers and beef jerky. Plus I... Read more
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