life at the daily grind

Today I deviated again in my devotionals. I chuckle because when I started this blog I did not intend or imagine for it to end up being a place where I would talk about God, or any thing about my own personal devotion times, but here we are. This month,   She Reads Truth   is doing a plan entitled "Hymns of Gratitude", correlating to American Thanksgiving being a very prominent thing that we are preparing for. "You Have Compassion On Your Children" Today's post was on Psalm 103, and instead of having a little study written out to go along, all they asked was to mediate and journal on this psalm. It's only two in the afternoon right now, but already this psalm was soothing to everything that had happened in my life today.  As I have mentioned in past posts I have had quite a bit of trouble with my car these past couple months. I had finally gotten it home and the next morning it would not start. Being new to a town, and a very small one at t

"As sure as the sun will rise And takes away the night His mercy will not end His mercy will not end There is good news There’s a promise That no matter where you go You will never be alone In the dark In the doubting When you can’t feel anything Oh, his love remains the same" In light of the recent events I took a quick detour in my bible study plan and did what #shereadstruth had for today. They are in the middle of a series that is studying HYMNS and today was "As Sure As The Sun" Life as an adult has more worries than that of our childhood. Our own lives gain more responsibilities, and we become more aware of all that is happening in the world. Sometimes it feels easier to worry than to trust.  "Come to me, all who labor  and are heavy laden,  and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28 I feel like it's easy to get lost in what is going on, to focus on the "what if's" and "How will I ever's"  &

Well, it's official. We have finally moved into our "forever until we move again" apartment. And it's been interesting. Little by little things are arriving. What G had from his station on the west coast arrived a couple days ago and we went from having no furniture to having a mattress, tv stand, a myriad of stringed instruments, a card table, and ONE folding chair...full house. Of course, nothing can happen without a few bumps along the way. Yesterday we learned that we weren't eligible for a government move to bring my stuff from New England down to us here. So now we plan more, arrange more, and eventually life will settle down and a nest will begin to appear. Until then, eat dinner on the floor, and ward off the cats. Tonight we're running away for a tiny bit. Good news, my car is finally ready to come home. So up we go, 3hrs up the coast, to get my baby. Lucky for us we have family up where we are going. Family that up until now we didn't get

Today is actually our last day here. After a frustratingly slow exchange with the woman in charge of long term rentals,  finally we were notified that our new keys and contract were waiting for us at the office, and we could pick them up and start the process of tediously moving boxes 6 apartments down... So at the moment I am currently taking a much needed coffee break, realizing that there is no food(having prepared it that way so we wouldn't have a bunch of leftovers to haul over), and the half and half is a little off, and all my clean clothes are in bags and my house is half in boxes and half all over the place. We stopped at the realty office this morning and grabbed a key for the next apartment and decided to check it out on the way home. It was dark, quiet, empty, and small. The complex we live in is made up of duplexes. The apartment that I am currently packing up, makes up the right side of the house(if you're standing outside looking at the front), the new one is

I might be lost at sea but that will never mean that I do not tilt my head back, stare up at the stars and sacrifice the salt in my tears like an offering of my most sincere and honest gratitude for the way the water never seems to stop rocking me back to sleep.  Tyler Knott Gregoson, Chasers of the Light Poems from the typewriter series

Give Thanks In Joy. This past Monday I turned a year older, and in a way I feel different. It's not like when you were little and you'd blow out the candles and someone would say, "Well kid, do you feel older?" and you'd be left feeling a little silly, because were you supposed to instantaneously "feel" older?  Well, no. And for a long time you feel like the baby in every situation. No matter where you go there will be others older than you reminiscing about "when I was your age..."  But in the past few months things have changed in my life.  I went from being an independent 20 something, living with family and somehow rarely seeing them as I came back and forth from work to drinks with friends to road trips to cleaning the jungle growing in my room from lack of time spent there, to something a little different. I "leveled up" in the video game of adulthood that we all plunged into without reading the instruction manual.

Over the past month I have been trying to get myself back into daily devotions, and though I may not have gotten to the daily part yet, I have managed to have quiet times a bit more often. Recently I have been using the website  SheReadsTruth  for my outlines and I have been greatly enjoying them. With all that's going on in my life at the moment I was really glad to find a study called  "In Everything, Give Thanks."    Here's a little of what I gleaned this from this mornings study, and hopefully there will be more to come.  DAY 1:   Psalm 105:1, 12-15 (The Message) Hallelujah! Thank God! Pray to him by name! Tell everyone you meet what he has done! Sing him songs, belt out hymns, translate his wonders into music! Honor his holy name with Hallelujahs, you who seek God. Live a happy life! Keep your eyes open for God, watch for his works; be alert for signs of his presence. Remember the world of wonders he has made, his miracles, and the verdicts he’

Do you ever have one of those days, or weeks, or months, where no matter what obstacle is thrown in your way here and there you just push through and continue on your way until all of a sudden you just hit that wall and everything comes crashing down? That is currently where I'm at now. solitude  | ˈsäləˌt(y)o͞od |  noun the   state   or  situation of being  alone :  she savored her few hours of freedom and solitude . •  a lonely or uninhabited place . ORIGIN  Middle English : from  Old French , or from  Latin  solitudo , from  solus  ‘ alone . ’ A couple weeks after moving here and settling into the routine of coastguard life on the island I realized something that made my heart sink.  I was alone, and only one other human being on this island knew my name.  And I realized I was very out of practice in the art of going forth and meeting people, for it had been years upon years that I actually had to do that, and I thought (not for the first time) I'm not