Ch-ch-changes!

   My room is clean. Let it be knownst to the world that my humble basement dwelling is officially tidy! What's the occasion you ask? My response is... Why does it have to be an occasion for me to clean my room?! ....Okay, okay yeah there is an occasion. Apparently my parents want to get the house ready to sell.
   BAM! (That was reality slapping me in the face.) Get the house ready to sell?! That means packing. That means cleaning. That means finding 3 year old pizza fossilizing under my bed. Ancient, dirty socks crawling toward me, gasping for air. Dust bunnies hopping out of the dust pan and turning sweeping into a dust bunny rodeo. Most of all, it means I need to start thinking about where I'm going to live...
   My bitterness, anger, and pride tell me I'm never living with my parents again. My empty bank account, unemployment, and lack of nearby relatives tell me to swallow my pride and choose a parent to live with. That's like asking me which arm I want cut off. Dramatic? Yes. But when I love and dislike both parents equally, it's exactly what I feel like is happening to me.
   Once again, I'm relying on God to carry me through this and strengthen me according to His will. He's got a plan for me, and He's delivered me enough from all sorts of trials that I trust him completely. I'm still sad about moving... again, but wherever I go, God will be with me.
   I finished my 30 days through the new testament journey a while back! I can't believe I did it quite honestly. There were points where I was behind and I was frustrated with myself to the point of giving up. God totally gave me self control to finish. (Now I have the rest of the year to read the old testament to fulfill my new year's resolution to finish the whole bible in a year!) Maybe I should amend that resolution to finish earlier...
   Tomorrow starts lent. A great opportunity to sacrifice in some small way to serve God and focus on my relationship with Him. I'm rather excited to delve into the word, meditate on it and pray more diligently. I've realized that I've been living my Christian life from Sunday to Sunday. So what better time to pursue Christ more intensely than during lent right? As I settle down for bed, chugging generic mountain dew, I'm preparing my heart for this small sacrifice and my head for a flood of caffeine headaches.
 
 Hebrews 12:11
No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.