Andy and I are in agreement, we need to move. Dylan is crawling like a champ and will soon be walking. Space is an issue in our apartment. We've been debating on our next step. We've been house/apartment/townhouse hunting for the last couple months. We are looking for a place in a nice area with at least 2 bedrooms, 1.5 bathrooms, a dishwasher, AND washer/dryer in the place. Renting a 2 bedroom apartment or townhouse seem to be about the same cost as a house payment in our area. We thought we had found a house. We even made an offer on it. Due to some mistakes on the realtor's part we backed out of the deal. We are rather disappointed with that situation. We aren't sure what to do now, since we both had our eyes/pocket book backing the thought of being house owners. I'm sure we'll find our window soon with the door keys still in the bank's hand.
Work hours for me have picked up. There has been a lot of shuffling of departments. I still would like to move on and feel rather stuck on where to go next. The temp agency is still not panning out the way I'd hoped. You've heard it all from me about this situation in past blogs, so I'll refrain from repeating myself.
It can be rather lonely in the transition times of one's life. Friends come and go. People's interests change. I find my heritage tapping on my shoulder more often than ever these days... The voices of my ancestry chime together: Don't forget the cross. Don't forget the prayers we prayed for you. Take of your Jesus. TAKE CARE OF YOUR JESUS! Remember Rahab. She made serious mistakes in her life, but her promise to take God at his word gave the family under her roof salvation through her example. Don't forget to sing the songs on Zion. Don't forget. Talk of the Lord when you sit down and rise up. Remember the Sabbath and Keep it holy. It is important so important! No one knows the day nor the hour. He is shield and buckler to them that walk uprightly. The messages march like sentinels before me. They are ever vigilant. Dylan is watching.
And yet with all that is happening in my life, I keep finding this not so chaotic place inside myself. The walls are covered in sweet posters that say things like, "Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes with the morning light." or "Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breath out. Don't you fell better? Good." Or "Waiting is good when there is food on the table." Or "Dare to Hope." Or my favorite "Give yourself a break, Human!" I feel like there is purpose in my waiting these days. There is no doubt this stand still on my future as an individual is frustrating and infuriating at times, I know my dreams with find fruition one day. My hope can rest in an uncompromisingly honest God. While I take a deep breath again and again and again...
