Working for The Happiest Place On Earth is Amazing!!
Yesterday I walk into COMPLETE madness! Turns out the ENITRE point of sale system is down and they aren't sure when it is comming back up! Hand ringing items like you back in the 40's is not my idea of a good time, especially when you only have 2 registers to do it on and a line that goes for miles with a lot of very not happy people who "didn't pay 100 a pop to have to wait in these kind of lines". Well sir...yes you did!!! It's Disneyland...it happens and I'm sorry but there is nothing I can do at the moment...so sit down, shut up and enjoy what 100 bucks can get ya!
Yes we have days were we as cast members don't want to smile and make dreams come true...grumpy people who have no compasion DO NOT make this any better. Being yelled at for things that are out of your control DO NOT help. I understand you paid a lot of money for you and your family to get in, I understand that it is hot outside, I understand that you've been waiting a long time, AND I understand you have a reservation, but what would you like me to do???? REALLY??? I can't fix the problem I can only try and find solutions to make them easier to deal with.
On the other hand...I have days like I did today. Days that make me love my job and help me remeber one of the reasons I chose to work for Disney and why I chose to become a lead there.
Today I met some of the most amazing people. I met a family in Indiana Outpost who were so sweet! We talked for about 30 minutes about tats!! How amazing is that!!! They were funny and kind and I just loved them....AND if momma is reading this....GET THE TATTOO!!!! YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT!
Then I met a women named Amy! I saw her come in being pushed in a wheelchair, face swollen, tired and the tell tale sign...a bandana on her head! CANCER! The word I hate more than any cuss word out there. It is a ruiner of lives and the ultimate homewrecker!! I asked her how she was doing and if I could help her and her friend find something, and they asked about some pins we offer. I felt an overwhelming need to ask her about her condition. I asked if she was here celebrating because of remission...she said no. I said, well I'm sure it will come soon...she said it wont. The doctors only gave me 3 months and that was in april!!! My heart was instantly sad. Tears came even tho I didn't want to cry in front of her and make it harder. I know how my mom felt when people who didn't know her cried about HER illness. Like she had to be strong for them not the other way around. But of course the tears came. AND then I asked her if I could give her a hug. She looked like she was defeated and needed one that didn't come from a loved one. One that showed her people cared. She said of course! I gave her the biggest longest hug I could without it being sexual harrasment!!
Her name is Amy...she has six children ages 7-18. She is a beautiful women, with a lot of strength...she need our prayers! Her children need our prayers most of all. Dying is the easy part! It's the people that have to stay behind that it's hard for.
Another lady asked me when Amy had left how I got over my moms death because she would be afraid for her kids...I told her "you don't get over it...EVER. You learn to live with it"
She left with a smile and a handfull of celebration pins...because they are celebrating her!!!!
It's those moments that put yesterday away and make my job so AMAZING!!! Thank you to those guests for today! You are amazing and I am truly blessed to have met you!
Amy...you are in my thoughts and prayers always!!!
Friday, May 28, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
JESUS IS ENOUGH
Ok...So I'm going to get religous. I've been a born again christian most of my life. I believe that Jesus Christ is the son of God and died for my sins on a cross. I know that a lot of people that I love and are very precious to me don't believe the same thing, so I try not to shove it down their throats. I also know that there was a time when I chose to be angy with God for things that were out of my control and I felt that God should've fixed them so I wouldn't have to hurt. I have also experienced times where even in the church I grew up in, people turned their back on me. Feeling like the "prodical son" sucks. And sure everyone is super (fake) happy to see you and "so glad you're feeling better", but still you know that somehow you just don't fit into the group anymore. Anyway, the point is...I know what its like to be both on the inside of the group and what it's like standing on the outside feeling like you are not worthy. Since when is Christ blood for those who are already christians or for those who live rightious lives. I now realize what it's like for those who didn't grow up in the church...who wants to feel like that. It's no wonder people who are lost and broken choose to go to "drugs, sex, and rock 'N' roll" instead of turning to the one thing that can really truly fill that whole that feels endlessly deep! This song sums it up perfectly
Does Anybody Hear Her
By: Casting Crowns
She is running
A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
She is trying
But the canyon's ever widening
In the depths of her cold heart
So she sets ou on another misadventure just to find
She's another two years older
And she's three more steps behind
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonley people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
She is yearning
For shelter and affection
That she never found at home
She is searching
For a hero to rinde
To ride in and save the day
And in walks her prince charming
And he knows just what to say
Momentary lapse of reason
And she gives herself away
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
If judgement looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we've never even met her
If judgement looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we've never even met her
Never even met her
Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?
He is running a hundered miles an hour in the wrong direction.
So why is it as a church we turn our backs on those who need it most. Since when do we get to decide who Christ died for. WE DON'T! He died for all of us. I promise that I will be accepting and try not to pass judgement on those who are in need. I want and will be an example of Christ and show people the things that he has saved me from, and how he has changed me. That is my promise to you!! Whoever reads this. Jesus wouldn't turn his back on you just because of your "scarlet letter" so neither am I.
Does Anybody Hear Her
By: Casting Crowns
She is running
A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
She is trying
But the canyon's ever widening
In the depths of her cold heart
So she sets ou on another misadventure just to find
She's another two years older
And she's three more steps behind
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonley people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
She is yearning
For shelter and affection
That she never found at home
She is searching
For a hero to rinde
To ride in and save the day
And in walks her prince charming
And he knows just what to say
Momentary lapse of reason
And she gives herself away
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
If judgement looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we've never even met her
If judgement looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we've never even met her
Never even met her
Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?
He is running a hundered miles an hour in the wrong direction.
So why is it as a church we turn our backs on those who need it most. Since when do we get to decide who Christ died for. WE DON'T! He died for all of us. I promise that I will be accepting and try not to pass judgement on those who are in need. I want and will be an example of Christ and show people the things that he has saved me from, and how he has changed me. That is my promise to you!! Whoever reads this. Jesus wouldn't turn his back on you just because of your "scarlet letter" so neither am I.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
He loves us!!!
He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
and I realize just how beautiful you are and how great you affections are for me
And oh,
how he loves us so
oh how he loves us
how he loves us so
Repeat first verse
Yeah, he loves us
Oh! How He loves us
Oh! How He loves us
Oh! How He loves
We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
and heaven meets earth like an unforseen kiss,
and my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way...
I can't tell you how these lyrics have changed my life!! There is not a time when I sing these words and can literally feel Gods arms around me. I first heard this song almost 2 years ago, when I thought "I don't think my life get any worse". To think that GOD is jealous for ME!!! Looking at myself what is there to be jealous of...but He is. HE IS MY PRIZE!!!!
OH HOW HE LOVES US SO!!!!!
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
and I realize just how beautiful you are and how great you affections are for me
And oh,
how he loves us so
oh how he loves us
how he loves us so
Repeat first verse
Yeah, he loves us
Oh! How He loves us
Oh! How He loves us
Oh! How He loves
We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
and heaven meets earth like an unforseen kiss,
and my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way...
I can't tell you how these lyrics have changed my life!! There is not a time when I sing these words and can literally feel Gods arms around me. I first heard this song almost 2 years ago, when I thought "I don't think my life get any worse". To think that GOD is jealous for ME!!! Looking at myself what is there to be jealous of...but He is. HE IS MY PRIZE!!!!
OH HOW HE LOVES US SO!!!!!
Monday, May 10, 2010
Body Modification
The question is...Body Modification: Modification or Mutilation?
So I watched a documentary called "Modify". I was horrified and yet couldn't take my eyes off the freakin screan. The things people will do to their bodies, whether it be for attention, pleasure, satisfaction or what I'm not sure. All of it was amazing. It really makes you think about the spectrum of modification and how large it really is. As a society we only like to think of it as a small hair color, spring break tattoo, I want bigger boobs sort of thing, when in reality it goes way beyond that. When you think of people hanging from hooks that are pierced through their skin, surgical scaring, penis and hood piercings, it open a whole new chapter. Sure I am guilty of modifying my looks by adding some glitz to my glamour, adding highlights to my hair...hell I even have a few tats. All of which I have recieved because I like it and it makes me feel better about myself or I think it looks pretty. But when a person goes as far as to change themselves into a "stalking cat" it makes me wonder why? What posseses a person to hate themselves that much that they would get rid of any reminder of how they looked when they were "normal". This doesn't go towards only that extreme, but to others as well. Body builders that look like The Incredible Hulk, women who have so much plastic surgery their own mother wouldn't recognize them, and to the men who want to be women and the women who want to be men. Don't get me wrong, I'm down for some wash board abs, and if a woman wants a bigger set of boobs then great, but really? How far is too far? When does it stop? I know the whole "it's my body" argument but when it starts effecting everyday life, should there be a line? I don't think it should be a matter of government, but I do think that some lines have been crossed!!! And please do say it's not for the attention!! When I get my hair done, I want people to notice and tell me it looks nice, and when I take the extra 10 minutes to "put some glitz in my glamour" I like the "wow" look on peoples faces. And please don't get offended when people stare at you like you're a walking freak show. If you don't want the negative feedback then don't do it, or stay inside. It is very hard for people to look past what you look like on the outside to see the inside. If you look like a monster with devil horns included people are going to stare and come to conclusions that may or may not be true. I'm sure you are a wonderful person on the inside but when nobody wants to get close to your outside, it makes you stop and wonder!
So I watched a documentary called "Modify". I was horrified and yet couldn't take my eyes off the freakin screan. The things people will do to their bodies, whether it be for attention, pleasure, satisfaction or what I'm not sure. All of it was amazing. It really makes you think about the spectrum of modification and how large it really is. As a society we only like to think of it as a small hair color, spring break tattoo, I want bigger boobs sort of thing, when in reality it goes way beyond that. When you think of people hanging from hooks that are pierced through their skin, surgical scaring, penis and hood piercings, it open a whole new chapter. Sure I am guilty of modifying my looks by adding some glitz to my glamour, adding highlights to my hair...hell I even have a few tats. All of which I have recieved because I like it and it makes me feel better about myself or I think it looks pretty. But when a person goes as far as to change themselves into a "stalking cat" it makes me wonder why? What posseses a person to hate themselves that much that they would get rid of any reminder of how they looked when they were "normal". This doesn't go towards only that extreme, but to others as well. Body builders that look like The Incredible Hulk, women who have so much plastic surgery their own mother wouldn't recognize them, and to the men who want to be women and the women who want to be men. Don't get me wrong, I'm down for some wash board abs, and if a woman wants a bigger set of boobs then great, but really? How far is too far? When does it stop? I know the whole "it's my body" argument but when it starts effecting everyday life, should there be a line? I don't think it should be a matter of government, but I do think that some lines have been crossed!!! And please do say it's not for the attention!! When I get my hair done, I want people to notice and tell me it looks nice, and when I take the extra 10 minutes to "put some glitz in my glamour" I like the "wow" look on peoples faces. And please don't get offended when people stare at you like you're a walking freak show. If you don't want the negative feedback then don't do it, or stay inside. It is very hard for people to look past what you look like on the outside to see the inside. If you look like a monster with devil horns included people are going to stare and come to conclusions that may or may not be true. I'm sure you are a wonderful person on the inside but when nobody wants to get close to your outside, it makes you stop and wonder!
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