Changes

Well in the last 6 months or so, a lot of things have changed. I moved from my apartment on the south side of Des Moines to a house on 32nd street west of Drake. I now have 4 other roommates as opposed to living with my sister AND we have one bathroom. It is wonderful so far. It's great to live with other girls from my church. It's been since my first semester of college that I've lived in a place with more than just one other person. I deal with change about as well as someone would deal with a shot in the foot but I think that God is really challenging me and making me trust Him. I wanted to move and I wanted a change and He gave it to me, I can't go back on a prayer that He answered. I know it's not going to be all fun and games and wonderful times but I understand that it will challenge me and my relationship with God and other believers, and that I am excited about. I have freaked out about little things; when I move out am I going to be able to find everything that I came with?, what if something of mine gets broken, what if, what if, what if, bottom line it's just stuff and it is most likely replaceable. If it's not replaceable I didn't unpack it, and if I happened to unpack something that is irreplaceable well you can't take it with you when you go........... that sounds heartless and makes me feel bad if I were to loose something like my mom's ring but it is the truth and I know God has His hand in everything so I'm going to leave it at that. AND in other news, I got a new job. I actually started praying for a new job in May of 2009, almost a year ago. I felt like this job was not for me and that my time was limited. I really didn't want to start the whole job search thing again, with all of the economic downturn layoffs, but started searching I did. While I was searching for a new job over the last 11 months, things at my current job got worse and worse. Most days were so stressful and hard to handle, I was daily getting migraines and drinking way too much coffee just to function. I just kept praying and asking God for something to come up. I knew that it had to be God who brought something my way, that it wasn't my own strength or knowledge or fantastic resume that was going to do it. Long story short, I started praying at the beginning of March to have a job at least lined up by April 1. I didn't give God a deadline, I just was at the end of my rope and desperately needed to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I knew that if it wasn't in God's plan that he would give me the strength and patience to endure. I am a realist who is a closeted pessimist masquerading as an optimist. BUT I did get my job offer on March 31, which is amazing and I love God's humor in the whole thing too. I my initial interview was early March and my last interview wasn't until the 31st due to schedules and delays and then they called the me the same day(which is ironic in itself because after my first interview the lady told me not to expect a call for a couple of days because of the way things go) and I got the job!!!!!!! I was nervous about turning in my two weeks notice but low and behold the Lord comes through and my boss was very gracious about my leaving. Praise the Lord for unanswered prayers, answered prayers, struggles, triumphs and change!