The tunnel

I was excited to head into the tunnel. Here was a secret passage way...a short cut. I had friends who invited me to check it out before the rest of the group. I thought it sounded cool...literally. It was out of the sunshine and thick heat of the day. Count me in!

And as we headed in, I felt the cool, but also the dankness of the tunnel. Hmmm... No problem, right? It felt funny walking on the wetness of the concrete, but I was busy enjoying the escape from the heat and checking out the tunnel. And then I started to look around. The walls were dingy, but it wasn't where I was staying, so I kept going.

Further in, it started to feel eerie. There were big sections of wall that were barred up with big iron gates. Behind them were areas where people could hide. I almost wanted to stop and look, but I kept going. I didn't want to be in the tunnel anymore. Where is that proverbial light?

But I couldn't see it. I knew it was there. The light...the exit into the sunshine...it was there. It had to be, but I still wondered.

And as I stand in the tunnel, I want to sit down. I'm tired, but it's dank, and the air is humid and still. I know I must keep going...the light is there...it is....it is...

hunting

Well, we've been hunting for a house. It's funny to imagine that after all this time it might actually happen. The only hard part is trying to get it done before the money from the government runs out. That's FRIDAY! So, if you think of us, pray that we find the right house and can get a contract on it before the deadline. We don't want to settle for less than God's best for us. Unity, clarity, and the Holy Spirit guiding...

Randomness

Well, God was kind to me and one ending was averted. The one I was dreading is not breathing down my neck. So, no goodbyes there. Thanks Lord!

I joined twitter, but I'm really not sure about it. I don't think I really get it yet.

I should be doing laundry. My excuse is the cookies in the oven.

Wisdom, wisdom, wisdom...please Lord give it to me. You promised you would if I asked.

Do I post too personally on here or facebook? Should I make things look like I'm always doing well?

Success...why is it that as soon as I've found some I fall flat on my face. Is success another word for pride? I mean seriously, I didn't feel like I was taking the credit. Trying to be humble but looking at my strengths honestly.

God, could you please give me a dream....one that I can contribute too.

Loving people still sucks, but I'll do it. Only because He asked.