So I’ve realized I’ve been struggling with something not my faith or anything to be concerned about. However, I think being out of a job and searching has made me realize something. I am having to rely on friends and family to carry me through this. Yes God has a huge hand in this process as well, but He has put these friends and my family here to help me through this. I don’t like it. I like being the guy who is helping others not relying on my friends to carry me through. The Baxter’s have let me borrow their car while Amy has ours in Cali, the Davis’ are letting us move in and rent a room from them, and countless others have helped by buying food and will probably help me move my stuff out when the time comes. I just feel like I’m abusing my friendships by asking so much from them. I don’t like it!