Being tested

It seems lately that my husband and my faith are being tested. We both lost our jobs, and we know rent coming right round the corner at first it did not worry us. Hubby started a new job this week and for what ever reason they decided he wasn’t the right one. My hubby is the type to look for what did I do wrong, or why didn’t they like me. I am less like this, both of us have a burning desire to work.
Hubby mom made it through surgery and is back home, which is great now we have to pray that mom will remain strong. We where unable to go and see mom during this time, so we called them often. If we needed to go I would have found away I told Dad. I know Dad wants me to come and stay with him, but I honestly can’t do that because I have to make sure if I get a job I can pay rent.
I know we where never told that our faith walk would be easy, I guess hubby and I have 2 options 1 grow from this experience and increase our faith, or 2 to becoming discouraged and not learn anything from it but the feeling of hopelessness.
I have a job interview tomorrow, I finally heard back from my company, and the other company is interested in a face to face. I did great on the phone interview, and I guess I better very quickly think of some of my other qualities. It is funny I never see the things I do good unless I really think about it.
I think I am going to set a goal, Hubby and I never really had a honeymoon, I don’t mind. But I know it bothers him a little bit and me it bothers to. Maybe one day we can go to the
royal caribbean. I know I really want to go to Israel but maybe we aught to first am for a cheaper place to travel then try for the more expensive.