You know, it's getting pretty old. Tim got laid off again today. Now we're both unemployed. Another blow? I found out that the job I'd really been hoping for, that I really, really wanted, well. I blew that. I dropped some paperwork off from the unemployment agency. I was hopeful that it would make me more employable, and so I took the paperwork to her. I guess I screwed up, but I don't understand it, really. Unemployed people are advised to follow up, to show that you are interested, motivated. I received a lovely Christmas card, with an awful letter from a relative. She's still plenty mad, and it's all my fault. Furthermore, she feels 'so very sorry for me'. Two pages (front and back)of spew and blame.
Sometimes the scale tips. It is depressing. I try very hard to stay optimistic and cheerful. I try to be faithfilled, but today sucked, and I cried. I prayed out loud, "God, I'm really not sure how much more of this I can stand. I don't even know what to do anymore."
Tim brought in the mail tonight. I received word that a bank is considering my resume. I received a another lovely Christmas card with another letter in it. The letter began with, 'you, Debby, are one of the nicest people that I am blessed to know.'
I read somewhere, 'If life knocks you down 99 times, you must stand up 100 times.'
Today, God heard me. Today, I stood up once again. Tomorrow will be a better day.