Maybe it’s just me, but those French Toast sticks from Burger King… amazing! Granted, I’ve been sicker than a dog for nearly a week now, mostly surviving on crackers, but still.
It was like eating these pillowy soft, yet crispy, sticks of yummy bread… sooooo good! If you’ve never tried them, you should.
In honor of this mornings breakfast, I bring you some special cookies…
Cookie?
If one were to ask me how I might describe my thoughts and emotions right now, I can only say that it’s very dark and strangely unfamiliar. We’ve been wandering from motel to motel with all that’s left of our life packed into the back of our car. Feeling like you’ve been completely forgotten and overlooked by those promising to provide a resource, quite honestly, feels gut wrenching!
We were given our voucher, but then informed that it still had to be ported back to another county before we could use it. Within a day of getting the voucher, our paperwork simply vanished into the system. By the grace of God, and my husbands quick thinking, we drove two cities away from where we started to find an apartment that already passed the required inspections, which takes up to 45 days, normally. Doing things this way avoids having to wait up to 3 weeks for the portal process.
All the papers are in, application filled out… and now we wait! It could be a day… or up to several weeks for the apartment to accept our application. Though this has been a nightmare, and I will most likely never speak of it in any detail, at no time have I felt abandoned by my God! Let’s just say that this part of our journey has called for all of my faith, fully in action! And, as it says in the bible, I shall count it all joy!
God chooses my path, and in scripture it tells us that He knows our going out and our lying down. It also says that he is familiar with all our ways. If God allows me to experience these things, then there’s learning that needs to be done, and that’s growth! Of this I’m certain…growth is good, even though it can sometimes be difficult or painful.
It’s true, you know, that saying about what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. There’s only one thing I might add to that phrase, and it’s this:… it’s our choice as to whether that strength will be fueled by faith, hope, and love, or just anger, bitterness and hatred. Each path will leave you changed, but you do have a choice in which way to climb your mountains. Personally, I desire to grow stronger on the way up, through, or around these mountains. When God calls my name… I’m going to be on my feet!
Words have never been the problem, actually. I’m betting pretty high numbers that the problem with words is, well, operator error… just sayin!
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When you blow a tire on your car, out on some dark stretch of highway, no amount of crying, raging at injustice, or wishing for a fairy godmother to appear, is going to fix that flat! You gotta get out and get to work… sometimes, it just is what it is…
Today begins another transitional phase in the journey, my friends. I may be absent for a number of days, as we seek somewhere to stay until we find our next stop. As far as I’m aware, this room is only good through tomorrow morning, with no more assistance available on that front. But, we just need to get our voucher so that we can start applying anywhere. That comes in the morning, after our mandatory voucher orientation class. Honestly, I don’t know what goes through the minds of those behind desks, assuming that a homeless person can travel some 30 miles away for this required attendance. Luckily, the car is still drivable and we have fuel in the tank.
Oh well, let’s just do what needs doing, you know?!
Besides, my husband’s doing the physical driving, anyway. And, let’s not forget that God’s the one in control, overall! He’s got us!
Hopefully, I will be back before you even know that I was missing… hehehe
There’s only one good way to approach a budget, in my opinion. You have to pretty much sneak up on it and take hold, before it gets away. Trust me… if it sees you coming, your budget will leave you in the dirt, wondering where on earth it went!
Cookie?
The week ahead will take care of itself, so today is for resting…
If you want me to give you a yes or no answer regarding whether or not I’m patriotic… you’re probably going to be disappointed!
What I can tell you is that I was born on this soil, have poured my blood, sweat, and tears into it for 56 years… and I still feel the rush of pleasure each time I plant something new in the soil. Make if it what you will.
Cookie?
Journey With Me! 