Life is not all black and white pictures.....

The above is what my room has been looking like the past few days. Clothing all out of sorts, empty walls, boxes of junk, suitcases open and half packed. Most of the time the bed is full of stuff so I don't even make it. It is big enough for me to sleep on one side and push the stuff, mostly a hodge podge of books, to the other. A far cry from this. Most of the time I am really organized and cannot go to sleep unless the room is picked up, clothing put away and the books nicely lined up on self. Not so after the past week or two. Why all the choas?

MOVING! Yup, I am moving. This time it will be back to the good ole AUG. That's right Augusta. My hometown. While I have wanted to move back there, I never thought that I actually would. But then God stepped in as only He could, working things out in ways that I would never concoct on my own. Anyway, through several different circumstances, desires of my heart, open doors, and people, God has made His next step for me perfectly clear.

So I am moving to Augusta sometime in the next 10 days. I will be living with some very dear friends of mine and a few extra girls. There will be six of us all together in the house. I am looking forward to all the adventures that will bring! I am looking forward to time with my siblings and the rest of my family, being back at Believers, hanging out with friends, getting to know my neighbors, and serving my Lord and be a blessing to people in the place of my childhood....a place where when I go to Walmart I meet five people I know....and everyone else there at least knows one of my brothers or sisters, or my grandparents, or used to date my dad, or went to school with mom, or something like that.

And to tell you the truth, I am scared to death. I want to share the gospel with the people God puts in my path, but I rejection does not sit well with me. I mean, what will my roommates think when I go knock on the neighbors' door with a plate of cookies and gospel literature? How what I have learned in daily life? What will it be like to share Christ with someone who works with me day in and day out and not just someone I meet at the end of an open air meeting?

Basically, what does life really look like? I live with Christians. I work with Christians. I hang out with Christians. And not just Christians, but ones who have similar goals and desire to serve their God. I want to serve the Lord, but I also realize that failure is an option. The challenge will be thrilling, but sometimes mundane. I hope that my tune will be "I just keep trusting my Lord....He will see me through."

Last night a group of college and career age people that I hang out with got together over at Christina's. Most Tuesdays we meet at a coffee shop called Tim Horton's. They have a sweepstakes going on right now, where you roll up the rim of your cup and it lets you know if you win our not.
Last Tuesday, the only sweepstakes cups that where left were the extra large. So we all pulled our change and bought a couple hot chocolates. And proceeded to act like complete goof balls. Oh, and both times we got the "Please Play Again" Anywho, last night I was given an extra large roll up the rim cup from Tim Horton's which everyone signed as a going away present. And in keeping with our luck, I won a "Please Play Again" Those people are going to be dearly missed.


And finally, when I was going through some papers at a very ungodly hour last night, I found this with a letter on the back from one of my sisters a couple of years ago. It warmed my heart. And brightened my face.