Congratulations to the 2005 UFE passers!!

Yesterday, the test results were published and although I am at best casual friends wtih some of the writers, I couldn't help but well up with excitement as I searched for their names among those who were successful. How exciting for them, to finally have jumped this hurdle in their life and achieve something that is so brutally difficult. Trust me, I know.

I've been spending every saturday for the past month and a bit studying for the CKE - which is only part (1) of the CA process. And you know what I've realized? This stuff is BOR-ING. Holy moly....who ever invented the accounting system - wait! I know who it was - it was that darn Pacioli guy!! Anyways, i just wonder sometimes what God was thinking putting me in this field. Then i am reminded of how many people I encounter at work, and how many opportunities there are to minister to business people. I've been praying for a couple of my coworkers regularly...and i don't know if it's crossing any boundaries by inviting them to church casually every once in a while, but i really dont' want to become like other christians in my workplace who don't burst at the seams when it comes to God.

I was soo excited when i realized that there were not 1 - but FOUR - other Christians in my workplace. It was like I wasn't alone...except somehow, three months later, i feel like i am. One of the girls who is Christian, i really poured my heart out to. And although everything she said back was in agreement and yes, we need accountability and to support one another....her actions spoke louder. And her actions were that she really didn't want to be my friend. It hurt. One of my closer friends at the firm, i knew was struggling. He's shared so much with me, and one of my hopes in going to work was that I could help support him and pray over him. But it feels like all my efforts have been in vain. He is still living the same lifestyle, despite promising to change.

I'm worried that despite all the ways i've changed on the outside, the new hair cuts and nice clothes, the gadgets and big words i can use, none of it really matters. At the end of the day, i'm still the same 9-year-old andrea i always was...who wears her heart on her sleeve, is indecisive, and makes mistakes. The andrea who is UN-magnetic, who is unlovable and doesn't know what the right thing to do is all the time. The andrea who is fully human.