More Pictures!!

Truman was so well behaved during the 8 hour drive I thought he deserved to drive a bit too...

Truman's new best friend, 1 year old Jack Russell, Ms. Rosie.  Don't worry it's purely platonic.

Dirty mountain dog.  He really loves our trail run in the morning. 

Misty lake, just before the sun comes over the mountain.

"Crick" just off the lake.  I start my run in the mornings next to this :)

And by tomorrow, I of course meant next week....

(UPDATE: I don't know what's up with blogger tonight, but its being finicky about uploading, so stayed tuned for more pictures.  I'm over it for tonight)

Sorry about that..... but here I am!

I'm not sure where to start or how much to explain!  I was barely unpacking my last box in the new apartment, extremely stressed about where my next job was going to come from.... whe

n literally out of nowhere I received a phone call from a fairy godmother, with whom I had previously interviewed with, but was told that she was not looking to hire this year, wanting to know if I was still available?!

The catch?.... 

I needed to move to North Carolina for the summer, by the following week!

So, let's skip all the dramatic details, and catch up!

I LOVE IT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!   I cannot praise God enough for the complete undeserved GRACE  and blessings He has given me through this job.   I have a BEAUTIFU

L (FREE!!!) home to live in for the summer (in the mountains!!!), a WONDERFUL, THOUGHTFUL employer who has gone out of her way to make me feel welcome and wanted.   I was invited to bring Truman, who has been made to feel just as welcom

e as I.   And I have the opportunity to market, sell, and WEAR extremely fine jewelry all summer!!!

I am beyond humbled at the way the LORD has taken care of me.  There are no words to

 express the gratitude, only the comfort in knowing that the Holy Spirit can properly express my love for the LORD.  I feel so unworthy of how lucky I am, but fall asleep each night knowing that I am tucked in by HIS love.  Blessed be the name of the LORD!

Please enjoy the pictures.     I sure am :)!

The front yard....

And the backyard....

Undeserved Grace Quick Update

I've moved to North Carolina.  

Within two weeks, I received a fabulous job offer and packed up enough stuff for 6 weeks and moved. 

I love it here.

I may never leave.  (Although ask me again when the weather turns cold)

I just wrapped up my first week and am utterly, joyfully exhausted. 

I'll post pictures and explain more tomorrow.

But now, I'm going to curl up with Truman (of course he is here!), open the windows and fall asleep listening to the sounds of the mountains. 

:)

God is so GOOD!

Big Day!

Happy Father's Day Daddy!

I love you and am so blessed to have you as my father!!  I wish I could give you a hug in person!

XOXOXO

(also, today I celebrate the ninth anniversary of my 21st birthday)

For Amy Jo. I know you're lurking....

A few weeks ago at church one of the elders gave a talk on the story of the Jesus healing the paralytic. (Luke 5:17-26)  Just as my mind started to wander, as my ego assured me that I had heard this story before, the elder took a brief left turn with the lesson and commented on the deep friendship the paralytic must of had with his companions to go to such a length to get to Jesus.

I've never really stopped to think about that before.  I've always focused on Jesus displaying his power to forgive sins, thus truly healing the man.  To me the paralyzed man and his friends were character actors, additives to the story.

The Elders comment really got me thinking about what about the commitment level of this man's friends?!  I'm sure the paralytic must have been a huge burden to his friends.  Its not like they had a wheelchair to push.  The friends had to carry this man.  And what did the paralytic have to offer his friends.  He certainly couldn't be there to help his friends with 'buddy projects'.  But, these friends were so committed to their friend that not only did they not give up when they couldn't get in, they physically climbed on top of a roof, carrying the cripple, cut a hole in the roof and lowered him down! 

Now fast forward to last week...

I was emotionally paralyzed last week.  The move, the finality of the marriage, all of it brought me to my knees.  I couldn't properly function as adult.  The movers showed up at the house and I was frozen.   I couldn't stop crying.

And who should appear?  My roof cutter friend Amy!  

So to Amy I would like to publicly say!  THANK YOU!  I could not have made it through that day without you.  The depth and strength of your friendship has pulled me through these rough waters.  Your kind words have soothed my hurting heart, and your humor has lifted my spirits! And I will forever be grateful for your introduction to Bagel Bagel!  Amy, I hope one day, if there ever comes a time when you need me to cut a hole in the roof, I can return the favor ;)

I hope that from now on, I will always strive to be a 'roof cutter' friend!

For The Parents: My New Digs

Mom, I'm sorry you were unable to come down for a visit!  Dad, as you can see the red pub table is still alive :)

p.s. Blogger was being really weird about uploading the photos.