First day of work...

Today was my first day at work! I started at 9am and got settled into my new office. I have an L-shaped desk in a room about 12' x 8' in length. My office is located across from my boss, David, and adjacent to Steve, who is the Internal Art Director. It is a really great set-up. So on my first day, I read a bunch of materials, set-up my work email, and helped Steve in making a presentation.

The first few days of work always brings me back to my former first few days of work. My first day at the dry cleaners when I was 14 to my last internship at the Walt Disney Company. I was the happiest working for Dr. Phil a few years ago. I loved the environment, the pace, the work load, the stress, the free dinners, the golf cart rides around Paramount, the events, the traveling, the guests, my co-workers.....I loved every aspect.

I sit thinking about those moments I enjoyed so much and now I get to be a small part in creating a bigger and better studio on the East Coast. How I landed in this position is completely a God thing. When I became a Christian, I said I would do anything God asked me. He asks and I respond. : )

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Over the weekend, a college friend from UMASS Boston came and visited. He helped me set-up/furnish my room. We had so much fun arranging my stuff. It's hard to believe I was able to practically bring everything I own to Plymouth.

Then on Sunday, I went to church with some friends I met at a conference a week before at South Shore Community Church. It was so fun! I felt like I had known these people for a long time! The message was great too. The message was about trusting and having faith. This a common theme I hear preached about all the time, but the message came at such an important time. : ) The pastor said, "Sometimes it takes more strength to wait then to move." This is so true! I look back on the final semester of college and the time I had to wait for these moments were sometimes unbearable. The pastor ended the message by saying, "There is a direct correlation between the amount of faith we have and God showing up to do the supernatural, the impossible. Great faith moves God to act." Amen. A southern California native is now living in America's hometown. Crazy. : ) After church, a group of us went and made brunch and ate outside under the trees. It was a perfect Sunday afternoon. A few days before that, I had no idea what church or what friends I would have, but God knew. I trusted. He delivered. The life I always want to live.

I will post pictures of my work, my condo, my roommate, and the town very soon. : ) Life is good. Thanks for checking in.