moving.

So, my most recent revelation: I HATE moving. Not the actual moving the stuff from one place to another, or settling into a new place, or any of that. Its the incompleteness of it all. It's the "not yet, but soon" that causes me to feel foreign, not at home, and unsettled. Right now, our apartment, which is small to begin with, is half filled with boxes. The kitchen table is full of stuff we meant to pack, but didn't fit in the box. Our decorations are all packed away, and so are the DVDs. But there is also random crap everywhere--Bibles on the chest that holds the blankets, frames stacked against the wall, kitchen stuff in the living room. Things are all in the wrong places. To my typically organized and "everything needs a place" mind, it's a huge shock. It's driving me crazy. And then, since none of that is organized, I compensate by trying to organize everything else that probably doesnt need to be done yet, but I will for the sake of having something to organize. calling the utility companies to stop and start service. Researching prices on cable tv and internet. Writing lists of places to change our address with--dont forget Food Network Magazine! Planning which things to bring to the new place a couple days before "the move" and what things to leave for the big day.... UGH. So I call my poor Husband who is home sick to have him call Roseville Electric and cancel at the end of the month, along with a few other orders (yes, I'm calling them orders because really that's what they were), then proceed to break down crying in my office at work because I'm tired of feeling like I live in a cave, and of having stuff all over the place, and of the general mayhem and discord that is our life right now. In comes the voice of reason (Husband): "you are worried about too many things." Kenny tends to be able to couple great wisdom with simple truth--I hate it when he does that. But, like it or not, that Truth is what is needed--I am worried about many things, but only one thing is needed. Call me Martha. A friend reminded me just earlier today to spend time in His Word to be refreshed and renewed. It's the middle of my workday, but there isnt much to do right now, and I think I've hit the point where I need this more than I need to accomplish tasks: "But the Lord answered her, 'Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but only one thing is necessary." Luke 10:41-42 "Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on.Is not life more than food, nor the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap, or gather into barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?...But seek first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you." Matthew 6: 25-33 That is all I need. Obedience and love for a Father who takes care of me. A cupcake might be nice, too. Speaking of cupcakes.... Icing on the Cupcake's Flavor of the Month is Georgia Peach.

I thought it would be really.... "peachy" (meaning fruity, not like, peachy keen) but it's light and fluffy and ohhhh sooo good.

Ok, on with my day. And you can get on with yours, too.