This has been a crazy summer for me as I moved from State College, PA, to Indianapolis, IN.  If you'd told me a year ago that this is where I'd be... well, I might have believed you.  My life has been anything but static and the idea of being in an unexpected new city at any given time is not such a foreign idea to me anymore.  Life is far from boring and I'm sure enjoying the ride!

I haven't posted much this month.  Mostly because I've been working full time hours for the last three weeks and I'm still trying to learn the rhythm of that.  I've also spent a lot of time trying to find an apartment and freelance work to supplement my income (to pay for said apartment).  In my last entry I mentioned how I've been blessed to have my temporary job turn into something a little more long term and I found an apartment I was just waiting to be approved for.  Well, I'm approved!

My lease starts tomorrow, September 1, but I've already got most of my stuff in and I'll be spending some time today and tomorrow cleaning and getting stuff unpacked.  I'm a little limited right now by the fact that I have no furniture, but I'm optimistic that this too is only temporary as I've gotten some leads on donated furniture and I'm saving up for a bed.  That still leaves pots and pans, rugs, desks, etc... but it's part of the adventure of having a new home - finding just the right things to fill it with!  I took some pictures yesterday that I'm too lazy to upload at the moment, but I'll post them on here soon so everyone can see what I've gotten myself into.  It's pretty terrific!

This has also served as a reminder of God's perfect will and timing.  

Many people who know me know that I spent some time living homeless in Los Angeles.  Well... "building-less" at any rate.  There was a point where I packed all my belongings into my jeep and called that home for about three months - until my jeep was stolen.  Although I typically retell the story referring to myself as "homeless," that's not altogether accurate.  It was during that time that I began my walk with Christ and I was blessed by a great community of friends who cared for me, encouraged me, and showed me what it means to be a Christian.  During the three months living in my jeep, I actually only spent a couple of nights in it - I usually always had a couch to crash on or a spare bedroom to stay in... and I kept ramen noodles in a few friends' kitchens so I'd have my own groceries wherever I stayed.  Most would think life was tough and I've had plenty of people tell me how courageous I must've been - but it was truly one of the greatest times of my life.  I felt loved.  I felt God.  He was my home.

An interesting thing about that story is that I became "building-less" on September 1, 2001.  Now, seven years later to the day, I begin a new lease on my own apartment.  This is the first time I've signed a lease to live in a home by myself and though I'm still not sure how I will manage to fill the space, I trust God that He will again provide.  Through my previous experience, I learned what's truly important and how "stuff" just doesn't rate.  I'd love a nice fancy bed and three matching bookcases and a long computer desk... but maybe I'll be just fine on an inflatable mattress. using egg crates to store my books and sitting on the floor to type.

This is where faith comes in.  God has remained faithful to me... how I can I be any less faithful to Him?