I'm trying to get excited about what's next in life. Today, I sold some chairs on Craigslist, and I met the nicest lady here working for a new Republican (ie., read: real Republican governor) candidate. She was so cute, and definitely Ashley-like, so I gave her a book. Then, I went to Long's and met up with my daughter's friend's mother and had a GREAT conversation about the new Oil of Olay products. I had a deep prayer time with some local writers and I baked a turkey dinner. It was a good day. But I have to admit, every time I drive up to my house or go outside, I start to cry. I really got too attached to this house, and it's just a thing. I get that unhealthy attachments to things are nothing more than idolatry.
I always want to be able to walk away. If Jesus comes to the door and says, "Let's go." I don't want to even turn around. So I am trying to focus on what's ahead. I'm pressing on, moving forward and trying NOT to treat everyone associated with the sale of this house like the vermin they are. LOL I'm kidding. Sort of.
I can always pull a Speidi and announce my deep and loving Christian forgiveness of them publicly, right? (If you don't get that reference, never mind, it's too stupid to explain.)
Anyway, it was a really good day. Two espressos, time with my daughter, lots of money made on selling Craigslist items, and now, off with a new novel. I'm pressing on. What do you do to press on?
Note the picture: It's a blimp that you can rent out of Moffett Field. California: we can't keep the lights on, but you can't rent a blimp, sky-dive in a wind tunnel and drive a Smart Car without being laughed at. Sigh. Maybe it's time...
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Praying fr you Kristen.
For you that is!
I drink a lot of espresso to press on ... lately though, since I can't drink espresso due to the baby I go a little insane. Once the insanity levels off, I open my hands (figuratively) to the Lord and just say "help me!" over and over. Because with all my worries and fears over my pregnancy it's so terrifyingly out of my control I sometimes have nothing else to pray but that. I've always been met by Him after saying "help me", in some special way. Though the problem or fear still exists, I find I'm walking on water next to Him. It helps.
Wish I show up on your doorstep with 20 espressos and some fancy handbag thingy to encourage you! :)
You're moving again?? I've missed a bunch being buried in a WIP. I know what you mean about not being attached to things, and that's hard with our home. It's our safe haven from the world.
I'll be praying that Jesus Himself becomes your haven and that, while you may love your home, you'd close the door and not look back should He say, "Go."
No need to fix typos here. I'm new on the Blackberry and typos are my new thing. I don't have opposable thumbs. : )
Jaime, so excited for you!! Been praying for little Miss Jaime II (did Colleen tell you I think it's a girl?)
Ane, yes, we're moving again. Not sure where though, so it's hard to focus on the next thing quite yet. : ) More espresso please! LOL
Praying for you and that your new home will be one you can't help but love.
I appreciate the prayers, it's my attitude that needs readjusting, no doubt about it. God is good at that. : )
I don't believe seeing your beautiful home as a idolatry. It's your home, where you can be yourself, enjoy watching your children grow up. It has special and precious memories. I hate that you are losing it.
I will continue praying for you.
Praying for you, Kristen. That God will ease the transition and soothe your heart.
You could always think of it as research for an upcoming book?
When things get hard or frustrating in life my pastor usually smiles and says, "Good! That's one more thing God is touching in your heart. Let Him!"
Always easier to say than to receive, but it's so comforting to know that God's touch always (eventually) bring His peace with it.
I'm glad you're still seeing the positive side of things! (And I recommend pizza...lukewarm, not hot, with lots of cheese and thick, chewy crust).
Praying that the upcoming adventure is breathtaking, in a good way!
A prisoner of hope,
Megan
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