moving week

It's that time of year again. I am moving. This year I am saying goodbye to a house that has been extremely good to me. And for the first time, I will be living in an apartment. It will be odd moving from a house with 9 girls into an apartment where there will be 4 of us, but I am excited about more fridge space and granite countertops.

things I will miss:
- living with so many girls, surprisingly it is a lot of fun to live with so many people (esp. coming from an only child's perspective)
- the sea of green outside my window in the current house, we were so blessed to live in such a gorgeous house and location this year
- living with more of my best friends than I knew what to do with
- usually there was always at least one other person home (this may not change)
- my commute: right now, it is a mere 5 to 10 min. drive with only two stoplights to work = amazing
- having a CVS, gas station, Starbucks and grocery store a very short distance away
- living in a house in general, i think an apt. will be an adjustment in itself with living so close to other people
- and last, but not least, megan, who is moving and who i have lived with for 3 years..i could probably write a whole blog post on this one :)

things I look forward to:
- more fridge space and still living with friends
- the coy pond and waterfall outside our patio
- living somewhere brand new and right off the 5 will be convenient
- living closer to my parents' house
- the extravagant pool and fitness center at the apt.
- having fun in a new place and getting to decorate!

I'm excited for the transition, even if it does mean some goodbyes, it also means some hellos.

reaching out

My night was going to be restful — eat dinner, relax and turn in at a decent time. Most importantly, I was making my night free by skipping Bible Study. I called my friend Erin to let her know I was most likely not making the drive to Orange County for small group that night. She understood. But as I talked to her, I realized it wasn't rest I needed. It was Jesus.

Sometimes I want God to meet me in the place I am without doing any work. I want him to just keep reaching out to me. However, until I reach out to Him, my relationship will be hindered. God loves us more than we can imagine, however, until I reach out to Jesus, I will continue to seek rest as false hope. Resting in Jesus is the most strengthening rest we can achieve. Sometimes that is as simple as going to Bible Study when we'd rather stay at home.