Fretting about Money.

Josh and I, well... probably mostly I... always talk about how "someday I'd like to have a library in our house," and "someday I'd like to have a wine cellar in our house", and "someday I'll have a big huge kitchen". Two problems with every single one of those statements. Where's God? And why do those things matter? They don't. And that's why at the end of the day when I get a 900 some dollar bill from the dentist, I'm empty and depressed, because I've placed my hope in big expensive things, and it kills me that I can hardly pay for the dentist.

God will provide for our needs. And simply stated, I shouldn't need anything other than what he provides. I shouldn't need anything but God ...and what he provides. There's got to be a fine line between "oh wouldn't that be nice," and depending on it; placing hope and emotion on it. I'm determined to find that line. And live on the "Oh, wouldn't it be nice" side of the line.

On another note, It's nearly February. I find it crazy how fast time goes now that I'm not in school. It's exciting in a way though, because that means in no time, we will be either staying here, or more likely finding an apartment back in Pittsburgh. It would be exciting to have a change. A rotating schedule would be interesting, and a pay raise would be awesome. But once again - like with everything else. God's will be done, and God will provide. I need not get anxious or worrisome about things, because it will all work out according to God's perfect plan. I can do what I need to - and certainly pray, pray, pray. But otherwise I need to step back, and trust in the Lord.

Thanks, for letting me vent.

Love, Sara