Discouragement Sucks (But $1200 is good)

So, i'm finding myself at a loss for words, to quote a great(ly overplayed) song. Not JUST to quote a great song, because i really am feeling that way. i wish the funny thing was that its ok; it's not. i wish my mind could process all of the baggage that comes along with church in such a way that i could make steps to squash it like a . . . squashed thing.

Pray for that please . . . pray for opening of minds, but especially hearts, in my church . . . it's a good thing i love Jesus. i'm not entirely sure i'd keep 'fighting' there if i didn't.

i won't dwell . . .

So, i've finally done it. The Jimmy has been sold. A friendly neighbourhood non-english speaking immigrant (i mean OTHER than me) was in need of a vehicle and found that need met in my Jimmy. So now, i think i'll buy a couch.

Good deal.

Other than that the only reason i haven't written much in the past few days is that nothing much has really happened. However, the count is now at 16 days. I go home in 11. That's incredible. It's all happening SO fast at this point. The faster it happens, the less i REALLY care; i really just want to be married. It's time.

i'll write again soon. Grace.