just some thoughts

Well today was the job fair. and I didn't go. A girl on my floor told me there were only five on campus employers there, and she listed them off--basically, nothing I can or even want to be hired for.I came back to my room really discouraged, but a talk with Jess cheered me up because she just reminded me that there are other ways of getting jobs and I definitely can still get one, and not to worry.

We read Parable of the Dancing God for USEM. The part that really got to me was talking about the son who had stayed at home. The one who tried to work to earn his father's love and his inheritance. (Dancing God=Prodigal Son story)

Don't worry I will tie the two together, even if it only makes sense to me.

The father at one point, just looks at his son who is complaining that he has never been granted any special privileges, never given anything--when he is the one who staid faithful to his father! Coming to SPU is a big step of faith for me. Financially, this place is a miracle--or will be when I finish. My parents don't have money for this. I don't have money for this, but I knew this is where God wanted me, so here I am. And when I was so discouraged about not finding an on campus work study job, well, I felt like God was just looking at me, as the father did in the parable saying: "You ask me why I have never given you a side of beef to have a party with your friends? Son, it is all yours and always has been yours--don't you know that?"

God has given me all I can ever need. And that includes money, I mean, it sounds material and fleshy but I really believe that God controls the world's money. And I am just trying to trust him with that. Trying to live on his say that everything he has is mine, and he will provide in a way that I can never understand. I don't know how that will look, but right now, I am not focused on figuring it out. I am just trying to actually believe it.

shalom,
sara

ps, 6th hill is scary.