Not Another Random Nothing

I was in the middle of writing a post, but it all was coming out wrong. So, I have decided to start over.

I have been moving for the last 10 years. I guess the experience does help to make this move a little easier, but I am so tired of living out of boxes! Mom and I moved into this house 2 years ago and it was the first time that we unpacked boxes and got rid of them....bad news, not enough boxes to pack stuff back into now that we're moving again. Seriously...I have some boxes that have been in the family since I was 5 years old! They say "Tax documents" and the year. Enough ranting.

Let the raving begin. God has totally blessed me with some of the greatest friends ever. As soon as they knew I had a need, they acted on it as though it was their own burden. God bless you! There was one obstacle to getting this move accomplished and through the generosity of a man at church, it has been removed and I will be able to move into the dorms at Multinomah Bible College, as desired! Yay God! You are sooo awesome!! My room (probably the second hardest in our whole house to pack) is almost completed. Praise the Lord!!

Here's the scary part. I think I need help. My pride, I think, is preventing me from asking out right. That and monetary reimbursement. I can cook pretty well, but most people prefer money for their time. Next is the fact that we have lived here for 2 years, but it has been a dash-in dash-out lifestyle and things get forgotten....like the pumpkin from last October in the garage that I discovered this past week....moldy rotten mess. Okay, so that's a very disgusting example, but the point is, stuff gets put somewhere, then more stuff gets put on top till there's a big pile and no one can remember what's on the bottom. (When I live on my own, I am not usually this way, so it is very frustrating.) Anyway, I am embarassed to ask for help when things are in this state. I want to clean up a bit before I ask for help....

Wow, doesn't that sound like an approach to God? God, I want to ask for help, but first let me "clean up" a little so that I am not nearly as embarassed when I stand before you and ask. Ha! Like saying...I am going to become a good person so that I can be a Christian....that's a little backwards, don't you think? Well, I guess if I look at it this way, I should probably go ahead and ask for help, huh?

Okay, I need help. I need help packing, sorting, organizing, washing, hang drying, folding, wrapping, yard stuff, hauling, and most of all, company. So, if you're bored sometime this week, come on over. (I can't pay you, but I'll cook you dinner!)

It's getting really late, and I have an early morning planned. I promise to provide a deeper thinking post in the future, but for now, God bless you! Please continue to pray for me. I'm not pulling my hair out yet and I'd kinda like to keep it that way. I love you, good night!