Okay, last year I was all about volunteer work. I still am. I love it to the core. But, I signed up for the Navy And... lately, I have been having second thoughts about the Navy... I would have done one of the year long service projects this past year, but I never really got much of a chance, dealines to apply had past, or I was told that it wasn't really set up for females yet. The thought of service projects got pushed to the side, until I heard Fr. Newman ask Jimmy "whatever happened to the young woman who wanted to serve others" or something like that and he told you I joined the Navy. And ever since, it's been back in my mind and I've been thinking and praying about it. I mentioned to my recruiters today that I was considering not joining the Navy. They got considerable upset and now I have to talk to the Cheif Donald and the CO and the XO and all kinds of people.

But the thing is, I'm really confused. I don't know what to do. Okay, everybody says pray and listen, but I'm not hearing anything, and I know that I'm supposed to do what God wants me to do, but I'm having a hard time figuring that out...I don't exactly understand this listening to God thing... I mean, I really try, each time I pray, but I never have heard anything. I mean, do you actually hear something or what? I mean, I have felt His presence before, but only at like these youth retreats and things like that.

So.. I don't really get it, but I just e-mailed Fr. Newman, and I'll talk to Jimmy 2morrow.... maybe I should email him too....

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