hanging in there

Well, I looked through my links and found that there are 6 bloggers still hanging on. Good for you all. I haven't had much of a chance to blog recently (like the last few months). But now I am actually blogging again. Amazing, huh?

Let's see... A lot has happened since July...
I am still adjusting to my apartment (and apartment living in general), but I think I should be getting to the end of the unpacking stage soon :) I just got a spare bed from my parents, and it is my cats new favorite place for sleeping. I still have some boxes in theat room that I've been putting off sorting through/throwing away. I'm really good at holding onto junk. I also got a couple of bookshelves so I could finally take my books out of their boxes and somewhere I can actually see them. That has helped a lot in the clearing of the junk pile. My apartment is looking more and more homey every day, or so it seems to me. Last friday I went with my dad, step-mom, brother and sister-in-law to the tree farm and got myself a christmas tree. It is now in a corner of my livingroom, and my apartment has the wonderful piney smell to it (yummy!)
Thanksgiving week was a bit crazy, but God has blessed me soo much. I don't know how or when I found time to sleep, or bake or do any of the things that I did last week, but I did, and I had a wonderful time. (I didn't even fall asleep in the car with all of the driving!) It was great to see all of my family (or most of them, some of them were not there, but I should see them at christmas...) My little cousins are growing soo fast! I requested pics of them from my aunts so I can keep batter track of them. I discovered I really have no pics of anyone around my place, and that makes me kind of sad...
Along a more personal line, I've been going through a lot of internal struggles lately. I had been slipping back into old habits and ignoring my regular devotions. Every time I came to church, I was reminded that I wasn't where I should be, and yet as soon as I got back into my car, I just went back to what I had been doing. And I hated myself for it. Then I had something of a wake-up call, when I realized that one of our sisters had left us. I thought, that could be me, and that is likely to be me, if I keep going this way. And so I picked up my bible, and I can't really discribe the peace that came to me. It was like a fair loaf to one who is hungry. There is still struggles, but now it's like my mind has cleared out again, and I can turn to God and talk to Him when the temptation strikes me. Strangely enough, I also have started keeping house better now, and enjoying it. It is actually somewhat soothing to clean. Strange, huh?
~H