Perspective

I had been warned that church in this area is different then church at home. I had come and tried to prepare myself for the difference, but you can never be truly prepared when you face something new. There are always things you do not expect and much of how you handle it depends on your attitude. As I was sitting in church during the announcements - which seemed to have no rhyme or reason and which anyone in the 300 some congregation would add something to - I started thinking of Cherrydale and wishing I was there.

There is something safe and secure about the familiar, and it can be so easy to look at the past with star-struck eyes. That old "back in my day things were so much better" mentality. Because there are just seasons of time when things are hard and it cannot be avoided. When I first moved out on my own and went to Cherrydale it was hard, but I usually choose not to remember that but to dwell on what God did around, in and through me.

God has so many good things in store for me, for those who believe in Him, but how much of that is impacted by how we view things? How much is impacted by our own sin issues, our own holding to what we wanted instead of releasing our plans to him and openly accepting what he has to offer? 

On other matters, I still don't have furniture, but my apartment-mate has moved in. Slow progress.