Disappointment does not have to equal discontentment

I am really disappointed with how things are done at my church in leadership, but I have to say that I love the leaders. I still love my pastor. And all the people I have so desperately missed over the last six months. It was good to be back. The service was wierd. I can't explain it. It just felt so dead in worship. No one seemed to really be able to worship. I know I couldn't. Of course, I guess the sound system blew or something, so that may have had something to do with it. It was very wierd.

I got to go out to eat with some friends afterward and that was so very cool that I can't even tell you. I really missed everyone. However, being here just reminds me that this is not my home. I don't feel right being here. It feels like a waiting room before I go back for the big appointment. You know what I mean? It's just crazy.

I am so freaking sick of being sick. I finally got to go to the doctor yesterday and I got some antibiotics. That was cool. I still feel like jank, but I am praying that this virus or whatever will pass soon. I slept all day again today. Not cool. I am not getting anything done here.

I did get some stuff from my storage space yesterday to sell. That will be good. I can list some old baseball cards and stuff. (I bet you never knew I collected baseball cards, did you?) I have some pretty good ones that may get some money. I am stoked about that, because I really need money.

Thankfully, God has been taking care of me in that department. I have been able to stay here at Jason & Sarah's and pretty much not have to pay anything. They are totally helping me out right now. I pray God blesses tham for it.

I need a car if I am going to get a job and stay here.

I need to get my storage space cleaned out if I am going to go to Indiana and then to Colorado.

I need to raise funds if I am going to do School of Worship this summer.

I need to stop trying to put a plan together myself and just let God do it.

I need to see some of my peeps from C-Bus before I leave here.

Holla. Back.