“When the waves are taking you under, hold on just a little bit longer, he knows that this is gonna make you stronger.
The pain ain’t gonna last forever, things can only get better.”
Sometimes things never go right. Well that’s how it’s felt a lot lately.
When it comes to the military (and life in general) , you just have to hope for the best and expect the worst.
Lately I’ve been struggling to find a job, it’s hard to get a job that will accommodate with Jacob’s schedule. I just wanted a job that would allow me to work during the week and have my weekends off so I can spend them with my husband.
I waited wayyyyyy too long to get a job, I’m at the point of giving up… in December I start packing stuff up and putting stuff in storage to move back home while Jacob is gone. So now, I really don’t see the point in me even getting a job just to quit and leave to come home in December.
Every job I’ve applied for or tried to get has fallen through. Every Single One.
I continue to ask God “Why? I needed this job to keep myself busy and make some
I’ve been feeling so helpless. I count on my husband too much to provide for me. I don’t want to be in a marriage where my husband has to do all the hard work.
I was suppose to get a babysitting job… I was super excited for it. Most of you that know me, you know my love for kids. The mom, just can’t quite afford it now and I can’t afford to do it for free.
Yesterday, I met Jacob’s mom half way from home because we forgot some stuff. On the way back to Jacksonville, I turned Mandisa on shuffle and this is the first song that played.
I truly believe this is God’s way to telling me to just trust him in the storm. Things will get better.