Sunday, July 4, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
economy
I held the piece of paper in my hand. It said in two weeks I was going to be unemployed. For the past year I had been folding clothes and spending every paycheck I received. My heart was tired and I decided to quit my job with only a few hundred dollars to sustain me. I had decided to intern and volunteer at local organizations. I felt that experience and exposure in my community was more rewarding than a new pair of shoes. I told my parents I wanted to reconnect myself and wanted to take time off. I'm sure all they heard was a slur of " I'm a failure, I'm a failure".
I understood the risk I was taking. I had worked retail for over a year and leaving an easy job was scary. I had dreams of working for a non-profit or a church and starting to have meaning in my life. I e-mailed local organizations and told them about my experience with other organizations and my passion for working with others and my commitment to making the world a better place. I got responses and interviews and I now I am sitting here waiting for this week to go by...
The anticipation of the unknown is killing me and I fear for the worst. Money isn't a big deal to me but my parents are becoming restless and are fearing that I'm going to turn out a loser just because I quit my first part-time job. I try to talk to them about my dreams and passions but they stare at me blankly. They believe the church has brainwashed me and they just want my money.
All of this conflict causes ones soul to remain exhausted. I feel like my faith is gone and I am only the image of a christian. I haven't prayed in weeks and I'm not even sure where to start reading in the bible. It confuses me when I look at blog entries from last year and I feel like no time has past at all. I am still lost and I am still on my journey.
Jess
I understood the risk I was taking. I had worked retail for over a year and leaving an easy job was scary. I had dreams of working for a non-profit or a church and starting to have meaning in my life. I e-mailed local organizations and told them about my experience with other organizations and my passion for working with others and my commitment to making the world a better place. I got responses and interviews and I now I am sitting here waiting for this week to go by...
The anticipation of the unknown is killing me and I fear for the worst. Money isn't a big deal to me but my parents are becoming restless and are fearing that I'm going to turn out a loser just because I quit my first part-time job. I try to talk to them about my dreams and passions but they stare at me blankly. They believe the church has brainwashed me and they just want my money.
All of this conflict causes ones soul to remain exhausted. I feel like my faith is gone and I am only the image of a christian. I haven't prayed in weeks and I'm not even sure where to start reading in the bible. It confuses me when I look at blog entries from last year and I feel like no time has past at all. I am still lost and I am still on my journey.
Jess
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