Proverbs 10:19

You know what amuses me?

The fact that the purpose of eyelashes is to protect your eyes.

But most of the time, when you have something in your eye, it's an eyelash.

Deep and important thought, make note of it.

So, I have a new job now.  I am no longer a slave of Handicare, Inc.  I am now an office manager.  Way less stressful…at least so far. 

 

I’m working for CramerIT.  The company the guys started a couple of years ago.  So instead of hanging out with a bunch of catty women all day everyday, I spend 8-5 Monday thru Friday with a bunch of geeks.  It’s a change, let me tell you.

 

But a welcomed change.  I really think I’m going to like it here.  I think this sort of job is what my personality was made for.  Organizing, helping, being friendly, smiling as big as possible at people I don’t know, while they talk about things I can’t even begin to understand.  Yay.

 

You know what else I love about this job?  Dressing up and wearing clicky shoes, and having a lunch break.  I’m so a grown up now.

You know what makes for an awkward situation?

When you are talking with a group of people, and one person points out to another person that their zipper is undone.

 You know what makes the situation even more awkward?

When the unzipped person leaves the zipper down, and continues with the conversation.

So, I have now moved into my new home on Dodge St. Ct.  I’m not sure why it has to be a St. and a Ct.  Nonetheless, it is.

I woke up this morning about 6am with this overwhelming urge to jump out of bed, have a quiet time, and rip walls out of a house.  Then I remembered that I’m home, and that will no longer be a useful serious of events in my life.

I’m home.

It’s so strange.  Everyone here (with the exception of the other two “Iowa People”) has been here all summer, going about life in Iowa City.  So my job is to walk in, and jump back into the flow of things here.  But it’s sort of a struggle.  The more I try to put my heart back here in Iowa City, the more my time in New Orleans starts to feel like a dream.  I had to call Chelsea yesterday, just to make sure she really existed.  She does exist.  My summer was not a dream.  I miss it already.  There is something so satisfying to my spirit to be surrounded by men and women who are so completely sold out for the Lord, there is no room left in our world for the world.  I know the hearts of the men and women here, and I know they are striving for the same life we were striving for down south.  And I have every reason to believe God is getting ready to do huge and wonderful things here in Iowa City.  From the handful of conversations I’ve had with people up here, God has been moving in their hearts that same way he’s been moving in my own.  I’m excited to be a part of what is happening here.  But I fear losing what I had in New Orleans.  I fear the memories becoming fuzzy, and more dreamlike.  I want to hold on so tightly to what has been in my heart for the last ten weeks.  But I want to be able to fully grasp onto what God has for my heart now.

“No man ever receives a word from God without instantly being put to the test over it.”
     ~Oswald Chambers