Change.

So my room is mostly packed up and ready to go for my move out on Saturday. It's strange to see it so barren. I've been trying every day to pack a lot and I never get the motivation to do so. It was a daunting task but it's been done. Today I realized (finally) that Saturday I really am moving out and this NEEDED to be done. So I called on one of my friends to assist me. Here's a picture of my friend:

Once I put Peter Gabriel's Growing Up DVD in my player I was on the move. Now everything is done and I'm watching the tail end of the concert. He always helps me get things accomplished. There's something about his music that gets movin. So thanks Peter.

Tomorrow: Work and Bachelorette Party.

Thursday: Favor Boxes and the Studebaker/Jones rehearsal.

Friday: Final walkthrough with the reception hall and the Studebaker/Jones wedding.

Saturday: Moving into the new apartment!!

Sunday: Church and settling in to the new place.

Monday: Waxing and other things for the wedding.

Tuesday: Dentist appointment and other things for the wedding.

Wednesday: A much needed day at the spa.

Thursday: Take dress to get steamed, rehearsal and rehearsal dinner.

Friday: Get Hitched!!!

Whom Have I But You?

O Lord, you have searched me and you know me.

You know when I sit and when I rise;

You perceive my thoughts from afar.

You discern my going out and my lying down;

You are familiar with my ways.

Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord.

You hem me in- behind and before;

You have laid your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is to wonderful for me,

too lofty for me to attain.

Where can I go from your Spirit?

Where can I flee from your presence?

If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

Who am I kidding when I think I can just stray away from the presence of God and be okay? How many times do I have to relearn this lesson to be able to understand, without God I am nothing. I can't get by on my own. When I find I'm at my weakest and I need someone to pour my heart out to I realize that God already knows. He knows what every tear I'm about to shed is over. But he'll listen to me over and over and over again. He'll hold me and love me and understand me. I try and satisfy this feeling of being loved by those around me and no one can really fulfill that desire like he can.  I'm such a fool to think that I can do this on my own. I cannot run from him. I cannot hide from him. He knows me more than I'll ever know myself. My identity is in him. Not in pleasing those around me. Not in proving myself to those around me. I am strong in him and him alone. How could I be so mindless? I'm only human is just an excuse. I'm done with excuses and I'm here with reckless abandon.

I love me some IKEA!

Here's a samplin of the purchases I made this weekend. :D

Yeah and a billion more things. My apartment is going to be rockin. I'll post pictures of the final product when we're all moved in. 12 days til we move in!