MSU

I've been excepted to Murray State, but I'm not sold yet. One reason I am pursuing this school is because of the major they offer, The Bachelor of Arts in International Affairs. What I would like to see, however, is their pursuit of me as a potential student. So far they have offered to be friendly...if I contact them. Which is fine for now. However, I don't know if it got lost or they forgot, but my acceptance letter hasn't come. Instead a brief email that stated: "Congratulations on your acceptance to Murray State. You can find the class schedules here at our website." Like I haven't done my research. The other article notifying me circumvently of my acceptance was a letter from the department of my major telling me the basic things about the department that I already know. Unfortunately, I have thoroughly researched everything I could on their website regarding the major, department, and classes, even down to knowing which classes are typically offered in the spring, fall and summer. Telling me I can learn more about my choice of major on the website is sad to me. Because I would hope that anyone pursuing a degree in this department would do their research. It is not as if I went through the list of majors and chose one at random.

Anyway, I will be pursuing an individual tour of the campus and speaking to an advisor about what this major and my next few years will look like, including the transfer of my credits.

--MovingGirl

Tornadoes and boredom

Politics...There is a part of me that wants to be a diplomat someday... I actually wrote a whole chunk on politics last night and am now sick of it... Sigh. I'm so ready to be in a house, ready to be where God wants us. Alayna and I want to go deep into God...especially in a bible study. We haven't found that yet... I'm bored and impatient and my will to write deteriorates immediately I'm on this blog. Not much to say but that I'm ready to be undr the faucet. We all are. If only we can get my dad on board. But God has shown me that I'm to honor my father and mother. And I'm learning how to do that. We made it through our first tornado storm. About six tense hours In our camper until the storm reached our city of Murray, and then about forty-five tense and fun minutes while it passed overhead. We got the sirens and the 70mph wind and the nickel sized hail. We keep hearing this was a drill. Which means more is coming. We just keep trusting God. --MovingGirl

Saying Goodbye

It's amazing how a few days can turn into a month when you are busy. What I meant to be a daily post totally fell off the map. Through no fault of my own, though. I lost the book for a good two weeks and then finally found it and forgot it. I'll start it up again once I start up writing again.
I'm actually on my lunch break from work, trying to maintain a positive attitude about going back. I SO do not want to be there. All the university students are just now returning and buying all there supplies for the next semester, and I'm ringing up their items with jealousy, so frustrated that I am unable to do the same. I'm ready for school again. I'm SO ready to be finished. To complete my degree. To learn more Japanese. I want to continue so bad and I'm extremely frustrated at not being able to. We are still in the RV, we haven't even been able to move on a house yet and my job just gets more boring with every scanned item.
I'm struggling with my faith right now. I'm struggling with walking the light path. It's so easy to want to fade into the dark when you can't see, only feel.
I want to be done surviving, I want to live. Things are starting to move around us, and we feel the tension of it all, but we are held still, all the while energy growing around us.

I'm so tired anymore. I just want to sleep and sleep and sleep. I want to quit and work more at the same time. I'm just so exhausted. And this is not the first cycle. This is the third cycle I've gone through. I'm sick of it.

Jesus, what happened? Why can't we move? Is it something we haven't done yet, or a prayer that needs to be prayed? Is it a heart change? A different scope?

The camper keeps getting smaller and smaller...God we need more grace to last this season out. We are ready to say goodbye to our old lives...

--MovingGirl

P.S. Or vision. Something to be excited about again.
Love you Jesus.