7.15.2005

Our House, is a Very Very Very Fine House

So, one of my best friends and I found a great townhome to rent, for a really cheap price, and God totally orchestrated it for us. There is simply no other explanation. My friend opened an apartment book to a random entry, we visited, they cut us deal after deal after deal, and approved us without even requiring a deposit. My friend Benton mentioned last night while hanging out at the studio that he had been studying about God adopting us and choosing us as His children, and this experience has really made me feel like I'm being taken care of in ways I can't even see.

Galatians 4:1-7 Now I say that as long as the heir is a child, he differs in no way from a slave, though he is the owner of everything. Instead, he is under guardians and stewards until the time set by his father. In the same way we also, when we were children, were in slavery under the elemental forces of the world. But when the completion of the time came, God sent His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons. And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of His Son into our hearts, crying, " Abba , Father!" So you are no longer a slave, but a son; and if a son, then an heir through God.

This isn't about entitlement or health-and-wealth, it's simply about knowing that if God can clothe the flowers of the field, then he will take care of those who are His.

That being said, I'm really excited to move in. Staying with my parents for the last year after being on my own since I was eighteen has been a nice little vacation, but I'm ready to get back to feeling like an adult. My relationship with them has grown, and I've managed to take care of a lot of debts and even had the financial stability to miss a month of work when I got really sick. I found a great new job in that time, which might not have happened if I had felt obligated to stay at my last job due to money restraints, and now I feel fully prepared and ready to tackle being a real adult again. This friend and I are really close and we've lived together before so I don't have to get used to the new roommate thing, and our townhome is really big and we intend to deck it out like nobody's business. I really really really can't wait. I keep calling the landlord to ask when we can get our keys and she tells me "July 30th" every single time but you never know. We're planning a cook-out to christen the new place as soon as possible, and I finally have a place that can house more than ten guests comfortably. You should visit. We have a couch for you to crash on if you'd like, unless you're a girl, in which case we'll find a place for you to stay. If you are a girl, incidentally, you should date my new roommate. Unless of course you are currently dating me, and then you shouldn't. Stay with the one you're with now, cause he likes you a whole lot.

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