Holy Nourishment

I fired up my blog over the weekend, but it's all been done from my dad's computer thus far which really limits me. I'm ready to really settle into this home, but alas I'm without pictures and while I still remember my name and what I'm about, it's just not really the same doing things here.

Taking that thought and expanding it a little [as I do with well, every thought], that same scenario can sort of relate to the waiting period between now and when I move into my new apartment. It's like, I can still live and have my same routines, but it's just not the same right now. Life is so up in the air. I'd be lying if I said that my preoccupation with moving wasn't at least slightly interfering with my 'responsible adult' thing. I completely forgot when my next counseling appointment was. In fact, I called my counselor to say I think my appointment is tomorrow and if so, I couldn't make it, only to find out that it was actually, er, yesterday. Whoops. But, oh well, what do you do? So, needless to say, I might be having a tough time as far as expanding the capacity of my mind to accomadate every single thing that is happening in my life...

Okay, I don't forget about God. I do make sure to remind myself of Him when I start to think about negative things. For example, last night I was in Jesse's house waiting for him to arrive. Being that I haven't felt exactly stellar about our relationship as of recent [Satan's firey darts.. they know where to hit me], I was really wanting to iron things out and establish that it wasn't us that was really the problem, it was just that the enemy is going for where it hurts. But I had a hard time at first being okay with the silent room I was sitting in. All of these horrible scenarios of us fighting and being sad and upset were flying through my head. After a few minutes of that, it really started to get on my nerves. But God made sure to politely remind me that it was that darn enemy trying to get to me again. So, in my head, I said, "In the name of Jesus I banish you from my mind and your efforts to ruin our time!" And whadda ya know... I felt peace. Boy, that was incredible to feel. It was like I was in a tornado that instantly faded away... all because I used our Lord's name in satan's direction. What a sissy. :)

If I can get him to go away, we all can.

I already miss our hope groups. It feels perfect to have a little extra serving of the Lord during the middle of the week. I know I start feeling weak at about this time. But, in the meantime, I managed by reading some of Eric's blog and then writing my own. I'm going to be okay afterall. I really am!