Day 5 of 100 blogs in 100 days

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Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

-Alexander Pope,
An Essay on Man, Epistle I, 1733

Today is day five of my endeavor to visit 100 blogs in 100 days.

Surfing through sevety blogs thus far (all bookmarked) it really is hard to find a blog that doesn't have the "F" word, full of nothing but hyperlinks (isn't that what Google is for?) and blogs that do nothing but stir up dissention - conversation is good, dissention is not my cup of tea.

Appropriately, Lu provides A Voice of Hope - her byline is from Matthew 11:28-29 when Jesus asks: "Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me--watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."

Visiting her blog does exude hope... compassion... faith... and I think yearning to be postured in a place where she is practicing God's presence in a honest, conversational way.

Thanks LU for an encouraging visit. Keep the door open for others to stop by as well.

"I'm sitting at Panera's, finishing up my Chai and watching the rain pour down. It looks like God just took a full bucket and dumped on top of Nashville. Could life get more perfect?

Well, yeah, actually it could. :) I could have a job, that would make it more perfect. And a place to live, that would even be better.... odd how I think a place to live is better than a job, isn't it. Guess this unemployment-just-hangin'-with-my-friends stuff is really growing on me. Ah, but alas, money makes the world go 'round... at least so think the bill collectors. So a job I must get. And soon!

John's parents are being very gracious and allowing me to take up space in their home. But I don't want to overstay my welcome. And I'd really like to stop living out of my suitcase and car. It'd be so nice to actually spread out my stuff and be able to leave it where it is instead of packing it back up each time I use it. Besides, I haven't seen all my own belongings in over a year. When I finally do get to unpack it all it will feel like Christmas!

However, rent here is more than I was lead to believe. Soooo, I really need a roommate. Or a miracle. I'll take either one.

Jobs seem to be scarce too. No one but coffee houses and retailers are hiring, and even their positions are limited. Hmmm....

Two Miracles to go, please!

On a more positive note, all this free time is giving me more time to spend with God. Most of that is still spent in pleading for His intervention for a job or apartment, or for His comfort as my heart continues to ache from the gaping hole mom and dad's deaths have left.

However, more and more I crave to hear from Him; hear His voice calling up through His Word, or suddenly grabbing my attention with a new nugget of Truth.