I thought I would be graduating at the end of Summer 2011. Turns out, I'm not. It's for a very good reason but I wish I would have gathered more information so that it wouldn't have hit me today all at once. I can't do my internship till after I have completed ALL of the social work classes. ASU is almost done with what they need to do so they can attain accreditation for the BSW program. In order to do that, everything has to done in a certain way. Taking classes at the appropriate time is an example of the standards that must be upheld.
The bigger problem lies in how this affects me financially. After this semester I only have 6 classes till I graduate. Two of those classes are internships. Two of them are minor classes. Two of them are social work classes. It is impossible for me to be full time for the Spring semester (under the rules of the GI Bill) which means I take a paycut. This in turn means that I have to work more (28 hours total) in order to make up for the money I will not be receiving from the GI Bill.
In the Summer I will do my first internship and take my final women's studies class. My GI Bill runs out July 23. In the fall I will do my final internship and graduate in the Fall. Sigh...
I'm just as mad at myself for not anticipating this as I am about things not working out the way had thought they would. I suppose this is what is supposed to happen. This is what HE wants for me.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Day One
I am starting a blog because SOMEONE said it would be a good idea :D. So here we are. I rededicated my life over the course of the last 6 months. Most of this actually happened over the summer although I am quite sure God is nowhere near done with me yet!
I stopped going to church sometime in 2002 or 2003, not really quite sure about the exact date or anything. It was a rough 7 or 8 years. I brought a lot of pain and anguish upon myself through the choices I made. These bad choices (even if they were made because it was the best choice at the time) haunted me for many years.
Walking into the sanctuary of the church I currently attend (Vineyard Community Church in Augusta, GA) I was sure that all my mistakes and various problems were written all over my face. Actually, they probably were because my self-esteem was not so great the time (still working on that).
The very first sermon I heard I cannot find on the podcasts of the church website but luckily I have my notes from that Sunday. May 9, 2010. This was the first of a three part series on Sexuality. People were apparently uncomfortable in the sanctuary that day. I was not. I was hooked. This IS what I needed to hear. This was not a flowery sermon. A few weeks ago I found out who in the Bible I could be likened to as I found healing in a sermon that made so many others uncomfortable. The Samaritan woman. John 4:3-42. That's me!
Anyway, that is some of the background of my life. How I got here. Where I have been. I do not know where I am going, but this I do know. Jeremiah 29:11. A verse I never forgot, even when I was running away from Him. Hmmm....
I stopped going to church sometime in 2002 or 2003, not really quite sure about the exact date or anything. It was a rough 7 or 8 years. I brought a lot of pain and anguish upon myself through the choices I made. These bad choices (even if they were made because it was the best choice at the time) haunted me for many years.
Walking into the sanctuary of the church I currently attend (Vineyard Community Church in Augusta, GA) I was sure that all my mistakes and various problems were written all over my face. Actually, they probably were because my self-esteem was not so great the time (still working on that).
The very first sermon I heard I cannot find on the podcasts of the church website but luckily I have my notes from that Sunday. May 9, 2010. This was the first of a three part series on Sexuality. People were apparently uncomfortable in the sanctuary that day. I was not. I was hooked. This IS what I needed to hear. This was not a flowery sermon. A few weeks ago I found out who in the Bible I could be likened to as I found healing in a sermon that made so many others uncomfortable. The Samaritan woman. John 4:3-42. That's me!
Anyway, that is some of the background of my life. How I got here. Where I have been. I do not know where I am going, but this I do know. Jeremiah 29:11. A verse I never forgot, even when I was running away from Him. Hmmm....
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