Sometimes I need to put things in perspective and not get so down. My problems are minuscule compared to the majority out there. I have a roof over my head, food to eat, and loving relatives by me. There are people who are faced with problems such as homelessness, starvation, or complete solitude.

Even with all these problems, there is a God out there that cares for them and will help them go through their problems. I need to realize that God has my back too. Even though this job search has been extended and new graduates are coming into the market, which means more competition, I need to feel extremely blessed that I have a degree, which not everybody is blessed with. I have a chance to go back to school for a masters in health informatics. Maybe this is the road for me. Maybe God will open up more doors in the future. I need to stop thinking that things are so bleak. Satan is speaking lies to me saying that I am not good enough, but I need to overcome and be filled with the truth that God speaks of in the Bible.

Sometimes surviving is a miracle in itself. The bare minimum is a blessed life. The fact that life goes on is amazing. Plans are thwarted, things seem to turn awry, but hope is never lost as long as there is breath in your lungs.