a giving of thanks

"Thanksgiving comes to us out of the prehistoric dimness, universal to all ages and all faiths.  At whatever straws we must grasp, there is always a time for gratitude and new beginnings." - J. Robert Moskin

so Thanksgiving is about over... so what did I give thanks for this year:

1. God - I am of course thankful to him for giving me the other things in my life to be thankful for. I do not pray as I often as I feel I need to sometimes, but I still feel the blessings he gives me in my life. I have kind of slacked off on this since I stopped adoration. I really want to back in touch with the part of me that I found doing that.

2. my family - This year has been a crazy year for us. My bro-in-law got deployed. My dad is working on the other side of the world. My nephew turned 2. I reconnected with a part of my family. My cousin's accident that profoundly affects us all, even now. I love my family, the members who are there for me and still claim me as blood. It is holidays like this that make me really love being with and appreciating them.

3. my friends - These people are awesome. I do not nearly give them the credit they deserve sometimes. I pray to be a better friend to them. Life may have had some changes in store for me this year, but mostly good. It has brought even more great people into this fold. Yes, some may have fallen from here, but I try not to despair. I love the ones I still have.

4. helping others/counseling - I feel this is my calling in life... what God calls me to do with the gifts he gave me. With graduation looming closer, I feel so excited (and yes anxious, but that is in the minority of feelings) to actually get to go out into the world and make a difference for a living. This field holds such a dynamic role not only for me, but for the clients and populations counselors serve. Here we have a chance to help others, to inspire them to make positive changes in their life... to show them that they are capable and strong and worthwhile. I am truly excited to be joining this field of professionals.

5. school/classmates - I really do enjoy what I am learning about. I have great professors; I attend a great program; I am surrounded by great classmates, friends, and future colleagues. It is through our classmates and professors that we really start to feel our worth and see the great family we are part of.

6. internship - Ahh, the first step of the real world. It is here we really get to have that wonderful taste of what it means to be a counselor. It has a different feeling from practicum because it is. This is real life. When you get combined with a great site and supervisor, your learning possibilities are endless.

7. running - I am thankful to even have the ability to run. I used to hate exercising, to get all sweaty... But now, I love it. It is such a release to feel the breeze brush past you as you are puffing away. So nice to feel the nice endorphins that your body releases from the exertion of your activity... to know, that you are can do it and are completely capable of it. Yes, it is rough and hard some days. But, we would get nowhere in life if we do not push ourselves to and past our limit to discover our potential :)

worry + work?

"You can't wring your hands and roll up your sleeves at the same time." - Pat Schroeder

I guess the reason I picked this quote is that it seems highly applicable at this moment. You can't do the work you need to do and worry at the same time. You need to do one or the other...

I definitely got some worry on my mind. There is a possibility that I may not be at my current internship site next semester. I really like this site. I feel like I have just gotten my groove here and gotten to know everyone. But thinking I may have to do that all over again at another site (for my last graduate semester), fills me with some anxiety.

I know when God closes a door, he opens another. I'm not usually one to disagree with the big guy when it comes to life opportunities, but is it really time for this door to be shut? And if so, where will that next one open? Trying to keep up that faith that God will lead me where I'm meant to be...

I'm trying to keep my eyes on the right now... because including this week, I have 5 weeks left until the end of this semester. There is still plenty of time to make a difference, an impact on this school, and I can't do it effectively if I'm worrying. So, I need to put on my big girl panties and keep on truckin'... at least for now.




on the other hand:
My character guidance week with the eighth graders ended beautifully. They learned the differences between a job and career, different post-high school options, and how their interests could flow into a job. They also got to use different internet resources to research the different career choices they were interested in.

includes: contractor, pilot, nurses, veterinarians, investigators, chef, military, orthopedic surgeon, physical therapist, teacher, child psychologist, judge, dentist, surgeon, undercover cop, farmer

how much faith??

“He who has faith has... an inward reservoir of courage, hope, confidence, calmness, and assuring trust that all will come out well - even though to the world it may appear to come out most badly.” - B.C. Forbes

I try hard to cling to this faith. Recent events had disturbed some of my inner faith holdings… one of my coworker’s grandsons was murdered by another child. You really sit and think about life and the world when you hear that an 8 year-old was killed by a 16 year-old. It shakes you to the core of your very being, and just makes your heart ache. How can a world be so cruel?

I was thinking yesterday about my decision to go into mental health counseling, especially my decision to work with other children. I questioned how much I really wanted to go into this field, and whether or not I could do it after hearing about this. After much and still continuous reflection, I had come to a decision regarding my future. I am going to keep the path I am on. I will have the training and chance to help others, and if I can even only help one person with their pain or suffering… it will be worth it. As a counselor, we have to work not to take our work home with us. We try our hardest to help our clients, but ultimately it is up to our clients to take that initiative to change… not us. Perhaps maybe the hardest thing to realize is that we cannot help everyone and not everyone wants our help. Ultimately, some things are beyond our control as counselors… and people. It’s one of the many ambiguities you have to face as a counselor.

I look back on the quote on the quote at the beginning of this entry, and I hope and pray I can remember it when the bad, ugly side of the world rears its head like this. I pray not only for the victim’s (my coworker’s)  family, but also for the suspect’s family as well. May they both take comfort in God’s love as they deal with their grief, loss, and pain. Two families are torn apart by this senseless tragedy. We will probably never understand the “what’s” and “why’s” of this situation… and perhaps, that is what hurts the most…

I just continue to pray for the soul of young boy and for those suffering with his sudden loss that they may eventually find peace.

light and dark, life and death... both sides of prayer

While talking to a friend today, she had told me some sad news... a friend of her's who was sick in ICU had died. It made me sad for her and for the girl's family because I had just said a prayer for her the night before.

It made me think about prayers. We like to think that God answers our prayers by doing what we ask. When in actuality, we pray that the prayers we ask of him are his will, because that's what God does... his will. Sometimes his will are the same as our prayers, sometimes they are not.  When that happens, we tend to be sad and not understand why our prayers were not answered. We are not seeing God's bigger picture or his plan. I have faith everything happens for a reason, and that everything will work out how it is supposed to. I do not try to understand God's will because I am not meant to.

Of course I am happy that God's will and my prayers for my cousin are generally the same. He is doing so wonderful. He is so awake and alert and moving around. Hopefully he will be talking and walking soon. And of course I am sad that God's will and my prayers for the girl who died were not the same. But I am trying to think of the fact that God took at her at that moment for a greater, yet unknown reason. I know I still struggle with my grief and confusion from losing several of my close family members because I still struggle to understand what I am not supposed to understand.

Even though his will and my prayers do not always mesh, it does not make me pray any less. In fact it makes me pray more. Prayer is like my own personal conversation with God, and it is never one-sided :)

a smile and a laugh

"Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing." - Mother Teresa

So my cousin was moved from ICU to a long term care facility till he can hopefully get moved to the neuro-rehab facility. He makes so many little steps every day. He still has a long way to go, but I know God will lead him out of the hospital one day after his recovery journey is over. But the nice thing about this place is the more open visiting hours (instead of 30min every 4hrs).

I went to visit after work with him and the family. I was so lucky to see the most amazing act... BJ smiled and laughed as his girlfriend and niece tickled his hand. It was such a truly blessed sight. My heart was filled with so much love and happiness. God is truly doing his will with BJ's recovery. I have complete faith that BJ will get to walk out of the hospital one day. I know it will be a long, arduous journey, but what a better companion to have than God by your side?



on another happy note... I finished my last paper (piece of work) for the spring semester, and all I have left is to attend class tomorrow night to get my 200pts (counts as my final)... then I'm done! well for 3 weeks anyways lol

so close

such a double-edged title...

This semester of school is so close to end, I can taste the sweetness on my tongue. Only 1 more paper to write up and an open-notes finals... officially done next Wednesday evening (since I have attend 1 last substance abuse class which counts as my 200pt final... no go = no 200 points :p). Which also happens to be the night before I get my wisdom teeth out... oh joy lol.


This also refers to my cousin, he is making slow baby steps in recovery. God is answering our prayers one at a time. He is brain is in such a deep fog... I pray to God several times a day for him to help my cousin to find his way through the fog. I know he can do it. Our family is praying that he gets accepted to a nice neuro-rehab center soon where he can better recover. If you read this, please pray for him.


much love and off to bed!

blessings

"I have seen, 

The healing hand of God, 

Reaching out and mending broken hearts.

Taste and see the fullness of His peace, 

And hold on to what's being held out.

The healing hand of God..." - Jeremy Camp: Healing Hand of God

God has been laying his healing hand on my cousin and answering our prayers for him in our family. He answers one little prayer at a time. First, he answered when he let him pull through and not die. Then, he answered by showing us that my cousin did not have as much brain damage as we thought. And now, he answers by letting him improve and recover a little bit each day. It makes me so happy and thankful to hear all these updates on him :)

I truly think that every thing happens for a reason and is all part of God's plan. He brought me back in touch with that part of my family (reference back to my post on forgiveness a few weeks ago). And I was able to help my other family members reconnect with them also. I was able to be there when my new cousin was born, and be there when this accident happened. Just make me go wow...


School is finally winding down! Only 2 papers, 1 project, and maybe 1 final left (should find out tomorrow in class)... woot!!!!

oh how I love a good quote

We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures."- Thornton Wilder

it took me a little while to figure out what I wanted to write about... then I was just think about how grateful I am for what I have in life... it's not much, but it's enough.

to name a few: God, my family (especially since some broken bonds are slowly being mended), my friends, a house to live in, food to eat, a decent paying job, earning a graduate degree (despite the accumulating debt), freedom from persecution, relatively good health, an open heart, and the chance to help others...

All to often we forget what we have and complain about what we don't have. It usually takes losing something good to realize the value of what we even lost. Life may be tough, but chances are if you are reading this, you and I do not know what tough is.

I'm trying to call myself out to service more... to serve good to others. I do not give as often as I could... my selfishness > my selflessness. I am going to start praying for the Lord's help to help me to even or change the direction of it. Please pray for me as well if you are reading this...

if you're happy and you know it :)

I've been in a really great mood today... really don't know why.

Even in sitting in traffic this morning (30 extra minutes worth :p) didn't really phase it. It is such a wonderful feeling to be truly happy... to be happy for you and not someone else.

maybe I'm excited about things to come...

I mean after all, I only have 4 weeks left of school and my school work load keeps getting smaller and smaller. My sister and nephew are about to come down for a long visit (yay!). Family ties are getting mended. Excited about adoration on Sunday.

I really do love adoration... I find myself looking forward to it more and more each week :)

well enough chatter, I'm going to enjoy a rare night off from school work!!!

when God opens a door...

Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.  ~Paul Boese

Forgive all who have offended you, not for them, but for yourself.  ~Harriet Nelson

today was such an eclectic day.

early morning was spent with friends, Pictionary, and taco dip...


After coming home from that fun night, I received an unexpected phone call from my cousin that I had not seen or really spoken to in almost 1 1/2 years... they gave me an visit invitation... and I took it. I didn't think twice about saying no to them... it just felt right. I felt that God opened a door... and I am not one to deny the chance to go through it. He will not let me go anywhere I cannot handle without him by my side. I did not go scared or angry... I went with the hope and longing to close a wound that had been open too long on my soul.



I have been praying on many things lately: school, family, my faith questions, and being a better person overall. Well forgiveness seems like it fall under both the better person overall and faith questions categories.


Forgiveness is a tricky creature. There is always the quote "forgive and forget." That's always easier said than done. While progressing through the counseling program, I try to deal with my own personal issues to better be able to deal with client's. I have family issues, primarily in my extended family. Those of you who know me, know this. There was a lot of negative emotions, miscommunication, and heartbreak in the air over much of this. I tried looking back on it with fresh eyes, trying to see what I hadn't seen before. I always wondered however, how I could forgive those that had caused me so much sorrow? I know God commands us to forgive, and I wanted to... but my heart and mind were at odds mostly on this contention. I am presently trying at this fact to forgive. I know I cannot change the past, and it really does no good to dwell on it (except really to see what you learned from it). In myself, I put forgiveness and love together; to forgive someone was to open myself back to love them again.  I am learning that I do not have to do that. I can forgive them, but I do not necessarily have to love them again. The person most I have been struggling most with this (an aunt) may be my blood, but I do not have to claim them as family. I just need to forgive her wrongs towards me, move on, and break the anchor of negative feelings that hold us together so I can move forward.

To me family is not blood, but a bond that cannot be explained. It is not a person, but a feeling of love and compassion toward the other. Family is not just connected by the blood cells running through our veins, but the feelings in our heart and soul. And I know I can't change the ways others feel about one another, but I know I can change my feelings within myself by my choice and choice alone.


less than an hour to adoration... I missed my date with God last week... We have so much to talk about, especially after today. I'm really excited to sit down and pray and reflect on what God opened up to me recently :)

no making excuses now lol

well I guess I have no more excuses for not working on my papers more now lol... my Mac used to previously reside on the beanbag chair that I used to have in this spot in my room... now the Mac thinks it special or something because it gets to sit on a desk.

my Dad made this desk especially for me :) out of cypress (and love)!



the Charged Particle (aka my car, a Saturn Ion) now has new brakes and fresh oil (also thanks to my Dad)! glad she is all better. I'm very thankful that my car is working so well after all I put her through in the first few years I had her (we're going on year 6 now). she may not be the fanciest car on the block, but I sure hope she lasts me a good long while :)



well lemme work on my movie review paper for substance abuse a bit before bed... making progress one paper at a time... trying to keep my focus on this instead of some of the other things I have weighing on my mind. I really can't wait till adoration on Sat night/Sun morning to help me clear my head. I always find that having that one-on-one time with God to be one of the highlights of my week.  I always feel more clear-headed and less stressed afterwards... I really need that right now...

"There is a way, there is a spark,
there is a hope that you can hold on to.
There is a lifeline come to the rescue,
just like a hand that's waiting for you.
And if you believe in this I promise that you won't be alone."
There is a way, the truth and the life, and the way..." - Newworldson

peace be with you...

"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." - John 14:27 NIV

I certainly pray for peace of mind this morning...

it costs how much?!

went to see my oral surgeon for a consultation this afternoon because my dentist told me I needed to get all four of them removed pretty soon...

doctor seems nice, office staff too...


but it's going to cost me around $2100 with my health insurance dental discount... I guess it could be worse at $2700 which was the cost before the discount... but the office staff was really nice about working with me so I can pay it. they're letting me split into 4 payments instead of 2 ($530 is better than $1060), so I'm not as much out of pocket. that much money to remove 4 little teeth...


I dream of the day when I have a real person adult job with real health and dental benefits (and paid leave)... one day ::sigh::


but I trust in God to take care of things... they work out, they just always do :)

Catholicism

found these two article on NPR the past few weeks...two different views on Catholic faith and identity

On Good Friday, Here's Why I Remain Catholic - by ELIZABETH SCALIA


There is a reason I came back to the Catholic church earlier last year, and it wasn't for the Communion wine. I grew up Catholic. I was baptized and confirmed in this faith. But it wasn't until college that I really decided that I didn't know if it was me. I went through a deistic phase... an agonistic phase... it never seemed like it fit with my soul though. But I came back, and my heart and soul knew they were home again with God. Faith is never simply understood. It is personal journey each person has to make. I still am not at terms with some of the Catholic doctrine and goings-on (i.e. contraceptives, evolution, abuse scandal, etc.). I struggle with my faith everyday, but I challenge myself to keep learning and expanding what it means to believe in God and the Catholic church.

The author sums it up best here:
I want my church to shine. But I understand that everything, from our institutions to our innermost beings, are seen through a glass, darkly. Arms outstretched, listening for the Word, and its echoing liturgy, I make my way forward, in bright hope.


Leaving The Church But Not The Identity - by JULIANNA BAGGOTT


I like this article because I can definitely identify with it. Faith can and will be a struggle. My Catholic identity has been and always be a part of me (even subconsciously). I know I don't have perfect faith in the institution of the church, which so recently is plagued by sin and human fallibility. So I try to put my faith in the highest place, in God, trusting that he will show me what it means to keep faith in his church.


Said best here:
What does it mean to be Catholic and not a Catholic? I feel adrift, homeless.