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Patience

Boo, it's Monday. ) :

Back to another week of work after a very short weekend, it seemed. But I got a lot accomplished over the weekend. Our house is now nearly empty, and pretty much everything has been transferred to storage temporarily. It's kind of sad to see an empty house again...when just a year ago I was filling it up with stuff and making it my own!

So my husband has been at his new job for a couple weeks...he doesn't really like it all that much right now-he has to work some pretty crazy hours. He goes in early and doesn't come hope til around 9 pm. ) : I'm sad cuz I don't get to see him as much as I used to! But I guess that gives me something to look forward to on the weekends! But they just don't last long enough...

I really need to get another job, but I just don't know what! I'm a personal trainer right now, but I don't work enough hours at all. Personal training can hardly be a full time job. So I can either find another gym to work at,too, or find a completely different job...doing what, I have no idea! But at least God is providing right now. That's all I can ask for! I just can't wait to get out of this "transition" phase, or whatever you wanna call it. Guess I just have to be patient.

Psalm 37:7 Be still in the presence of the Lord, and wait patiently for him to act.

Isaiah 40:31 But those who wait on the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.

Romans 12:12 Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.

Psalm 27:14 Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thy heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.


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