Jenny's 2006 Montreal Project

I was hesitating if I should continue blogging a daily journal. I was writing my updates and found it difficult to summarize everything. So maybe I should try writing it out everyday in case I forgot anything.

Ever since Monday morning, we have been job searching in the morning and trainings in the evening starting at 7pm. Praise God that some people had already found jobs within the first two days. As for me, I am still looking for one. When I first arrived, I was basically mute because I was totally shocked at the French that did not sound like what I learned in school at all! And part of the trainings that we receive were done in French and I have to really concentrate in order to understand half of the stuff. Of course, the staffs weren't trying to be mean or anything, they really want us to learn the language (and that's what I like about this project as well).

I went to Robbin Baskin today and applied for a job. Even though I did not get it, I was so happy and walked out with a big smile because I actually talked with the manager all in French and I did understand 80% of the stuff she said (and she actually understood me)! That really boosted up my confident!

Job searching is depressing, but the spiritual side in me is growing :0). I have been trying to get up early in the morning and do my devotionals. I am now reading 2 Chronicles. God has been encouraging me daily and reminds me to remain faithful in Him through reading the history of the kings. The kings who followed and obeyed God were actually the only one that prospered and when their pride took over, they failed miserably. God has also allowed me to see the true side of Montreal. I was walking along East Saint Catherine yesterday to drop off my resume, and I got really scared when I discovered that every other store is either a sexe shop, strip bar, or XXX movies rental. I prayed and said "God, please get me out of here, I can't believe what I am seeing." I saw that UQEM (University of Quebec in Montreal) was closed by so I ran into the school. I walked into the court yard, all I could smell was SMOKE! 20/30 of the people sitting there had a cigarette on hand :0(. So I found myself a bench further away and sat down to pray.

Montreal is a nice city for sightseeing, especially with the magnificant church buildings along Saint Catherine. But I am not sure what the churches are like inside. To me, this is a wicked city where God's love is desperately needed.