My First Job/ Thank You Jesus!

My first real job was working as an assistant to a golf pro at Rock River Country Club. I really was not looking for a job as I was only 16. My dad did not want me to take the job. However I somehow got his permission after reasoning with him that since I was going to be spending most of the summer there anyway I might just as well make some money while there. Money that I would save for college. Knowing that he wanted me to go to college from the day I was born I was pretty sure that would win his approval which it did but not until I agreed to buy savings bonds with 90% of the money I made. To say my dad was a hard person to bargain with was an understatement. So I got to keep 10% of what I made. Also all of my 5 dollar a week allowance now had to go towards my college fund. My dad thought he had really outfoxed me and I would not agree to those terms. He was really surprised when I agreed to his terms. Once again he had underestimated me. He did not realize that I had learned a thing or two in my dealings with him. I did not tell him that besides getting 5dollars a day salary I also got some other benefits. By listening to him talk about the union he belonged to and their contract bargainings with the company [northwestern steel and wire] I had learned that money was not the only thing to think about when getting a job. When he found out I also got freemeals,all the candyand soda I could eat and drink. plus commissions on pro shop sales ect he had to admit I had "maybe" outsmarted him. In fact I would have worked for nothing but the chance to play more golf.

I Loved my job as an assistant to the golf pro. I can honestly say those years working {playing really ]at Rock River Country Club I will remember always as some of the best times of my youth. I could actually say my first real job was not a job at least not to me. Wish I could say the same about all the jobs I have had since. To think I have actually been tested as a workaholic is mindboggling to me but then I have always had to fight to be able to keep working.

God is telling me it is time I should stop fighting for a job and instead be his humble servant. I should have opened my heart to him long ago. For God is the Father that we should all be obedient to. His word shall be done. All glory and honor is his. Thank you Jesus.