One Special Night

So last night, I had the most magnificent opportunity to enter into the House of the Lord.
My family accompanied me through, and I can say that it was wonderful.

I have so many things to learn.  But I know that with the Lord on my side, I can do all things.

Some pictures to show my happy night.

What a night.
I love this gospel.

Who, What, When, Where, Why

I like it when I have the answers to everything, especially math problems!
But I am not supposed to have them all.

My dad is still out of work. Almost 6 months now and after many, many interviews, there is nada.
They tell him that he is one of the higher ranking candidates, but yet, he doesn't get it.
Why?

He has been interviewing for jobs from Washington to California to Ohio to Delaware and Maryland. But none have chosen this amazing man,
So, Where?

Every company has an idea of the type of person they want to hire, and most of the time, my dad has met those expectations.
Who do they want?

6 months.....
When is something going to happen?

What is the best thing for him and our family?

                                                                                                                                                                   

Ok, now, forget I said any of that.

It's not about the who, the what, the when, the why, or even the How.
It's about trusting in the Lord.
Staying humble so His spirit can provide inspiration and peace to our minds.

This isn't the first time my dad has lost his job. I wouldn't say we are used to it, but it is no new situation for us.

On Sunday, we had a little Hall meeting with all the girls in my building. Unfortunately, not a lot of girls came, so they missed out on some really great insights.

We watched Elder Holland's Mormon Message "Good things to Come".

We talked afterwards about how we need to stay patient at all times and humble so the Lord can always bless us.

I had this thought about a story I read and my mom always told it to me. In the story, it refers to God as being the 4th watch God.

Well what does that mean?

Well they would describe it as such. On a boat, they men would take turns staying awake and letting the others sleep.  These would be divided into what was called as "Watch's". They lasted about 3-4 hours. Well, on the boat, there was a terrible storm, and the men were so worried. They thought the Lord would come and save them right away, but alas, He did not. Each watch passed as slow as it could have possibly gone and right at the moment, when almost all hope was gone, in the 4th watch, the Lord came and rescued them.

My God is a 4th watch God. He will come. My family may still be stuck on the 1st watch, but there will always be a 4th watch, which means, He will ALWAYS come.

It is hard. It is painful to see how hard it is.
But it will pass.

Not the Only One

My dad has been out of work since October.
I haven't told ANYONE until last night.
The reaction I got when I shared my personal information was not what I expected or particularly liked.

I didn't tell anyone about my dad being out of work because I didn't want the pity. I don't like being pity because it makes me feel inferior.

So when I tell about my family's situation, I get the response (not spoken) "you probably just want pity, but I am not going to give any emotion to you."

I say family situation, because it is exactly that, a family issue. It's not a roommate issue, nor a work issue.  So I keep it within my family, but the response I got when I made it somewhat of a roommate issue upset me.

I know that people have their own issues, BELIEVE ME! I know!

I didn't expect my roommates to go about talking about my issues without me knowing. I didn't expect some of my roommates to give me a blank stare as if to say, well what do you want me to say?, when I told them. I didn't expect to have one roommate bite back at me that she had that same problem in her family.

Unemployment is becoming more and more prevalent.  It is not a shock anymore to see many people, friends and family deal with that problem.

Although I don't expect pity.  I don't want pity.  But there is a difference between pity and compassion. I didn't feel as if anyone showed compassion to me when I told them.

But I shouldn't expect it. I also shouldn't expect to be the only one with the problem.

I was at work and I was listening to my IPOD on shuffle. I came across this song.

To the roommate who I having the same problem as me and my family.  I'm not the only one. I know you are going through hardships too.  Please know that I know what you are going through.  This life is but a moment in the eyes of eternity.

I am a firm believer in "everything happens for a reason".  I know that there is some reason why my family has had to go through this trial multiple times.  And every time a possible job source comes back to my dad saying no thank you, I just have to remember to have faith. Everything will be ok. I am not the only one.