Change - It's Not Just Something in Your Pocket

I get home from spending the last 2 weeks living out of a suitcase to find the place a total disaster. I had been staying at some friends' apartment to dog-sit while they went home to Alaska to deal with storage, etc. While it was a very nice time of solitude and slinging dog toys around to be fetched, it was frustrating not being able to do things I really needed to be doing in the evenings because of a lack of internet and no access to the things at my place that I needed in order to get things accomplished. One of the biggest challenges was doing laundry, which I ended up not doing. Thank God I had enough clean underwear! (A tribute to Mom).

Upon arriving to my place to hopefully unpack and unwind I find that last week's tropical storm must have gone THROUGH our townhome. In addition, all the old furniture is gone (including my favorite blue recliner) and has been replaced with new and/or new-to-us-but-used furniture. A few boxes with IKEA furniture is scattered around. Personal items are sprinkled throughout. I guess that is what I signed up for when I chose to live in the intern house. Not for long though.

In a couple of weeks I will be moving - again. This is something I tried to avoid a few weeks ago, when faced with the choice to move a few houses down, but now it seems as it is the Lord telling me it is, in fact, time to move on. I will be moving in with the couple in which I dog-sat for. They are a sweet, young couple, and about 12 weeks pregnant! I am looking forward to helping her get ready for the baby, and being able to maintain having my own room. One of the reasons I am moving out is because in about a week, about 3 more interns will be moving in, which means the RA would move into my room with me, making the grand total of people living here = 8. No thanks. Been there, done that. I've already lived in a dorm and a sorority house for more that my share of time. It really is time for me to go.

On top of that, my hours at IHOP will be changing too. I will be joining the evening section, as that section of the "wall" is the weakest right now and I have a burden for it. Good-bye evening hang-out sessions with friends. Good-bye dinners right out of the oven. Good-bye social life. Hello wilderness.

Just in case it seems like I am complaining - I am not. I am looking forward to what God is going to do in me during this next season. There is really no reason for me not to change my hours, except to stay in my comfort zone and swim with the main stream of society. Praise the Lord for swimming against the stream and being a little bit radical for Jesus. He sure is worth it!