Wednesday, January 21, 2009

HOW. FREAKIN. SWEET.

ok ok ok ... so. this is so cool.
kayla and i were looking for a house on craigslist... we found the CUTEST green four-plex for rent. 3 br, 1 bath, washer and dryer, kitchen with a stove, fridge, and a little fireplace, and a little yard. . . 800 dollars a month. SO. if we end up with a 3rd roommate, it's only 266 a month for each of us!! omg AWESOME! then we found out... it's in the 9th ward. we were like oh crap. well... that won't work. but THEN, my friend, Stephen, came in to work and... long story short, he not only knows the guy who's renting the house, he knows everyone who lives in the rest of the four-plex! He said pretty much that whole block goes to church where he interns, at St. Roch's Community Church, and that God is really moving in that neighborhood. AHHHHHH! i freaked out. HOW awesome is that??
the story is actually way more entertaining if you hear me tell it... because i get really excited and i start flailing my arms and going nuts... but you get the gist. super cool.

so me and kayla and margy (probable 3rd roommie) are meeting ben (renter) at the AWESOME green house on friday to give him our applications and see the place. . . yaaaaay!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

it never stops...

i have returned to a season of insecurity.
i'm taking this semester off from school, against my better judgement. something inside tells me that ultimately, it's probably not the best idea... but after talking it through with my mother, i've realized that it is what is best for me right now. i'm mentally, emotionally, and financially drained. i need some rest. although i will (hopefully) be working full time, it's a different application of my energies.
part of me even wonders if i'm just not meant to get a degree... maybe i'm one of those people who will never finish school, but will be happy and be able to get by... the truth is, i'm an artist. i don't need a degree to make me what i already am. Everybody keeps asking me, condescendingly, "you don't want to work at Starbucks your whole life, do you?" and i'm like well... i dunno. what if i do? what if i want to make your coffee and paint for the rest of my life? is that a crime? i enjoy the simpler things in life...and i wish my life, in general, were simpler.
which brings me to my housing situation... my lease is up next month, and my roommates are disbursing. so i either need to find people to take their places, or i need to find a place to live. As i'm looking for a place to live, i keep thinking... i need to downsize. i need to get rid of my excessive material possession that keeps me from being able to just pick up and move. Yes, i want to have what i need... my easel included...but i also don't want to have excess. it's time to throw stuff away. keeping things for sentimental purposes is almost unnecessary... i have those memories embedded in my heart, i don't need to hold onto a ticket stub or a scrap of paper to remember. With my newfound free time, i'm going to explore the world of simplicity.
simplicity, and the Lord. i've not fully left him...just tried to hide from him in my circumstantial happiness. but when those circumstances start to change, i remember the most important aspect of my life that never changes. God has always provided for me. financially, emotionally, spiritually... i'm a wanderer. it's not that i don't know what's right for me... i just have a hard time staying on track. i need to realign every now and then.

anyhow. so, once again, i'm in a place where nothing is secure or certain...but once again God has given me a peace about it. I'm not worried. Even if it comes down to the wire and i still haven't found a place to live, i know enough people that love me and will house me until an opportunity opens up.