one more week...

One more week...

one More week...

one more Week...

however you say it, whatever word you put the acctent on..

its just one more week, and i cant wait to get out of here.. (this house that is)

even before the tear falls.. You are here

James 1:5 (The Message)

^5-8"If you don't know what you're doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You'll get his help, and won't be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who "worry their prayers" are like wind-whipped waves. Don't think you're going to get anything from the Master that way, adrift at sea, keeping all your options open. "

God really does speak when you need him too.. he really does know what we need..
I'm very much thankful for that! because.

I'm also thankful to know that through my stuggle i will someday be strong, so why wouldnt satan try to break me and stop me while im weak..

...

take my hand, take my heart, take my pain, take my tears...

i want to forget all this.. pretend it never happened. but i cant..

i cant do this without my God right now..

its been a few days..
umm.. lets see. moving day is getting closer. i'm pretty sure my boss doesnt think im really leaving yet. i dont want to be a jerk to him but i think that might be the only way he gets it through his head that i'm going home.
I havent slept well the past few days.. just toss and turn. I have this feeling (which kinda leans toward a fear) that God is up to something big. What it is i dont know.. but i just feel like i need to start praying and preparing for whats to come in my life.. or others who are around me in their lives.. who knows!
emotions stink.. i dont like them much and being a girl i have to deal with them.. and i stink at dealing with them!
here is to another day. to live, to laugh, to love.. i want to make today count. turn things around. start the work today in this next journey...

Here i go..

I Spy with my Naked Eye..

1. a piece of a Cheeto
2. 2 open mountain dew cans
3. ashes from my roommates cigarettes
4. a Jon and Kate plus 8 commercial
5. 2 pens and 1 marker
6. 4 "happy meal" toys..?
7. 33 text messages
8. blogstop
9. junk...
10. boxes that are holding my things for when i get out of here..

Yep, i started packing.. im looking forward to getting out of my apartment and moving on!
day after day.. i feel like im going to go just a little crazy.. i need to get out of this place.. it just makes me frustrated and not "at home" So.. lets just this ball rolling!

Also today i realized about how often God allows us to show compassion for those who hurt, or offend us.. well when i got home God tested me on it.. and i FAILED!! oh i failed big time.. no compassion in my heart when walked it.. it was like ALL the compassion that was in me earlied today just flew.. and i mean flew! out the window.. oops

puppy love..

Andria and i went to see some dogs at the Humaine Society today.. broke our hearts!

Berry the 3 year old Huskie.. i just wanted to take him home, and as i sat petting him and i just thought about what his life might have been like before this time of being locked up. He was skinny, timid, just looked like his heart was broken too.. it those things that make me what to get a dog ever more.

And Andria fell in love with Tator.. (isnt that just cute.. i know you like it andria!) he was a cute little tard nugget! oh.. andria you should go get him and name him Nugget!! i like it! :)

i have a road in front of me.. and it almost is a scary thought to get it all out, to expose my secrets.. to not hold back, to be open and honest.. its scary, and its setting in now.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2naYghOqM0s

"she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down..

so stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain"

That pretty well says it.. it all says it right there..