a place to call home?
well, i think i may have found it. only the 2nd place i checked out might actually be my new home. it's so weird to think i'm moving, yet again. i really stress myself out thinking about it. moving is the farthest thing from an exciting adventure in my eyes. maybe it's because i've moved sooo many times and sooo frequently. i am really hoping that if this is the place it will be a permanent move for at least 2 years. i don't forsee any future roadblocks to this hope... no altar in sight. i knew this time was coming and i fear i may have slightly overstayed my welcome where i'm at now. i met with the two girls yesterday. it's a fairly large sized house for the rent they are charging. there's so much extra space AND most importantly, a big open canvas to paint and decorate. i just have to wait for the credit check and stuff like that to go through and although i'm sure i don't have anything to worry about, i still worry there's something. in fact, i had trouble falling asleep last night because of it. then i started to realize that God is way bigger than a credit check and that if this is the place He wants me, well, then it's just going to work out.