I did it! I did it! You're never going to guess what I did, so I'll just tell you: I FILLED MY TZEDAKAH BOX. The grand total comes to 42 dollars and 38 cents. I'm going to deposit the money on Wednesday, when I have to go downtown anyway (thereby saving subway fare), and then I will most proudly make my first tzedakah donation. This time, the money is going to the Lev Lalev girls' orphanage in Netanya, Israel--specifically to their fund to pay for treatment for their girls with PTSD. Given my own mental health history, that is not something I can ignore.
In other, less exciting news, the Rabbinical school I wanted to go to just rejected me. I am devastated, but not despairing, because I really did feel God pulling me to the other one. I don't know how to explain that feeling; it's just a feeling I get sometimes, but I've never gone wrong obeying it. Without rhyme or reason for said feeling, I always ignore it, just in case I'm wrong about feeling it. But God and I plan my future together; I can trust that God is carrying me in His hands, and everything will work out.
"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."
I believe in God.
I believe in God.
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- I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!