I'm trying to be like Jesus

So today in Relief Society we sang the primary song "I'm trying to be like Jesus". As a child this was my favorite song, it still is a great song. As I listened to it today and thought of the words I had to reflect a little on my life. Am I really trying to be like Jesus? In ALL that I do and say? I found myself coming up a little short. I guess it's good for some self evaluation followed by a commitment to do better. I'll have to continue this later.

Two thumbs WAY down for the job hunt

So I heard back today from that job I really really REALLY wanted. I didn't get it. At lease now I know and can quit worrying about it, but it's still sad. I'm a bit frustrated with the whole job search. I went to school, granted I don't want to do anything with that degree, but still I went to school. I just want a job. I'm sure there's some lesson I should be learning from this. Persistence maybe? Optimism? Well I'll try for both of those as well as some others. Something will come up. Hopefully it comes up soon.
I often wonder if I'm learning the things I'm suppose to from the trials that come up in my life. After all trials are an important part of our journey here on earth. Maybe learning to be grateful for those trials. I'm working on that. Maybe one day I'll get the hang of it. In the meantime I guess I'll "just keep swimming".

Miracles

Dear God,

I don't really understand life. The people I like don't like me, the people who like me I don't like. It's just kind of complicated. But a few months ago you gave me some great insight, through my friend Becky. I was feeling a bit down about the whole "love" thing and it wasn't even because I don't have anyone. It was because my friends did have it and I didn't like it. It was weird and I just didn't think it was a good fit. I brought this issue to you many times, I'm sure you remember, but a couple weeks ago in church you helped me remember the great insight from Becky. I was sitting there and I remembered how she said, " it's a miracle anyone ever gets married. It's such a gamble. You date and it fails and fails and fails, until one time it doesn't fail. It's a miracle anyone ever finds each other". (paraphrased) And then it hit me. I was part of a miracle. I helped two people find each other. I lived my life in a way you could use me as an instrument to help them. I'm grateful for that. Thanks for letting me be part of a miracle.

Love,
Cathy

Who'd have thought

So here I am blogging. Who'd have thought it would ever happen. Certainly not me. Let's not get our hopes up too soon though, we'll see how long it lasts. I'm not really one for journal writing, but maybe the fact that it's online might be helpful. At any rate welcome to the wonderful world of Cathy.