More Pictures

Here are more pictures of my weekend in El Paso. My brother got home Sunday morning in time to get dressed and go to church with me. We went ahead and attended Stephen's bilingual Bible study, which was based on one of the Romans chapters...was it? I can't recall exactly but I do know that we discussed false prophets quite a bit.

Anyway, here I am in Bible study with Jaden. He got fussy after a while and that's when I handed him to his momma. That's as far as I will go concerning babies at the moment. I like it that way. Isn't he the cutest? He's the apple of his parents' eyes, that's for sure.

Here's Jaden, enjoying playing with his aunt Luz. I am positive this boy will grow up to be a pilot. He enjoys flying over the head of those who can hold him up.

Well, I'd upload more pictures but unfortunately, my computer and the Residence Inn internet (which is across the street from my apartment so I can somewhat pick up their wireless) tend to disagree. I'll try to upload more once I head to the library sometime on Monday after my morning interview for a temporary three week job opportunity. I will be starting a try out position with Datex, a printing company, on July 7th. If it works out, I will be hired full time for a Monday thru Friday, 8am to 5pm job, $8 an hour. Please pray that one works out for me so I can finally have a full time job and earn some money to pay my bills.

Love y'all!

Doing Okay

Still don't have a job, but at least I got to go to El Paso for the weekend and see my grandmother as well as meet my boy Jaden Timothy Heimer.

My grandmother is doing okay but not the kind of okay that means she'll be around for another year. She's pretty much given up and is ready to die but her children won't let her. I was glad that Good Shepherd gave me the opportunity to see my grandmother one last time. She's always been a big woman but I was so shocked when I saw her because she's gotten so tiny. I never realized my grandma could be that small.

Good points of my three day weekend in El Paso ( I left Friday the 13 and came back to Waco on Monday the 16) is that I spent some quality time with Jaden Timothy Heimer. He easily became my favorite baby. Here are some pictures.
This was Sunday morning, after the English service was done. I actually met him on Saturday afternoon but I didn't have my camera so I didn't get a picture. He loves gnawing on things and I think he especially loves water.



I also got a picture of Jaden with my little brother, the PFC soldier that just got back from Iraq and I haven't seen in over two years. It was great getting to see him again.

It was hilarious watching my little brother holding Jaden. He did artillery up in Iraq and delt with weapons, explosives and such and yet, when I handed him the baby, he looked seriously freaked out. It was hilarious.

I'll put up more pictures later. I need to head home since I've been hanging out with Kevin and his family all day.

Thank you for the prayers. Please continue praying for me. I'll hear about a possible job in the middle of next week. I really want this job. I'll tell y'all more about it after I find out that I got it. Take care!

Breaking Point

Every night, before I go to bed, I can't help but wonder what God wants from me.

Everything is piling up and it seems like there's an expected moment, a time where I am suppose to do something or desist from doing something for God to be placated. As you can very obviously see, God and I are not in good terms.

I am still talking to Him, well, more like screaming and demanding an explanation as to His plans for me.

Is Waco where I'm suppose to be? Did I jump the gun moving here? Should I have stayed in Tulsa or moved to El Paso?

Is this whole situation a matter of trusting God with everything I have, which at this point, isn't much? Is there a need for me to be broken into so many pieces that only God can put me back together? Is that why things are the way they are?

I don't know because God has not given me the answers to any of my questions.

My life as it is at this moment sucks. I've turned in applications, I've filed for unemployment (which is somewhat embarrassing...I don't want unemployment benefits...I want a job), I went to an agency that helped in the searching of jobs.

The good thing, though, is that I have an interview this coming Tuesday at noon with the American Life Company...what is it exactly...insurance. Please pray that I am the right person for the job...which I will be with the training they offer.

Now, my other beef with God at the moment is my family situation. My grandmother is really sick and it looks like she won't make it through the week. My mother called me yesterday to inform me, and I understand she was hurting and not thinking, but she made me feel guilty and like a total duchbag because I told her I had no way of heading down there after she asked me if I could come home. I wasn't lying...it's not like I don't want to see my grandmother before she dies...in fact, I would very much like to say good-bye to her. Unfortunately, I was being honest when I told my mother that I had no financial means to go home for a couple of days.

She hasn't called me since yesterday so either my grandmother is still alive or my mother is not talking to me. I just hope that the people I went to for help, i.e. Pastor Busch and the good people of Good Shepherd in Tulsa, will be able to help me, even if it's just going home for two days.

If things do come through for me, I will be getting on a Greyhound bus tomorrow morning and returning on Monday, which means I will arrive Waco at 8:40 in the morning on Tuesday, which gives me time to shower, eat and prepare for that interview at noon.

Please keep me in your prayers, both my job situation and my family situation. Especially keep my mother in your prayers...she's hurting and losing her mother and wants her children to be with her and I am not sure if I will be able to.

God Plays Baseball

I have come to determined that God is a pitcher. The kind that sends you surprising pitches when the game looks bleak...in other words, He enjoys throwing curveballs.

That's right, curveballs are my weakest links. I always tend to miss them. I think I'd rather attempt to hit the high ones.

"Hey Kit...lay off the high ones."
"I like the high ones."
"Mule."
"Nag."

A quote from my favorite movie comes to mind as I deal with God's curveballs. Today's curveball came at the most inopportune moment...as I pulled into the Michael's parking lot.

I headed out of my apartment this morning around 9:30 to start doing some job hunting. My goals were to hit up Michael's, Hastings, Mardel's, Barnes and Noble and Target. Of course that didn't work...well, at least I got an application from Michael's.

Anyway, as I pulled into the Michael's parking lot, my horn started going off in random spurts, then the most embarrassing thing happened as I pulled into a parking spot -my horn just kept going. This lasted for about fifteen minutes while I yelled into my phone at my step-dad so he could hear me and tried my hardest to be able to hear him tell me what to do.

Finally, a guy from the RAC next to Michael's came out with a pair of pliars and loosened the bolt of my car battery, thus shutting off my horn yet leaving me without any mode of transportation. Needless to say, I lasted thirty minutes on the phone with my step-dad, trying to figure out what fuse to pull out and where the horn was when I finally gave up and called a tow truck to take my car to Lynch Auto Repair, which Kevin had given me the number to.

So I don't have a car for the rest of today, plus I am spending $50 on the towing and only the Lynch people know how much to get my horn taken care of and my car running again. This means more money going out of my savings account while I have yet to find a way to get money going in.

Last night, I layed in bed and prayed. I don't understand yet why I am here but I know there's a reason God has brought me this far. I am living day to day, learning that God takes care of those He loves yet feeling so adrift because I don't know what's going to happen next. If my being in Waco is a test in learning to trust God, I am not sure whether I'll be able to pass that test.

Please continue praying for me. I need to find a job. I need to make a living somehow while I wait on God. Money isn't going to fall out of the sky even though, technically for me, it has before.

Trust in God...easier said than done.