i can not find a reason to be committed to keeping a blog other than sometimes i just need to visualize my thoughts. sometimes i am just bored. tonight is the latter. it is the first night in my new apartment. i sit here, only the tv is my company. ive shared a room for the last 5 years…i am not used to being alone. what am i supposed to do by myself? i wonder with a little laugh.
my family came in town this weekend to help me move. it was anything less than filled with one thing after another. my poor family. no one expects to be stressed out in sunny south florida. but one thing after another….bad luck seemed to follow us.

due to poor eating choices lately i have decided to go on a fruit detox. “but kate, you don’t even like fruit” my dear garrett points out. yes i know, but it’s my fault. hopefully this will make me like something other than apples and grapes, i answer filled with hope. however i am just left with a pounding headache. although that could be blamed on many other things. 1 day down. 6 to go. i am beginning to like pinapple!

perfume

In the beginning of John 12, we read about Mary’s precious blessing to our Lord. She broke her perfume to wash the feet of Jesus with her hair. My favorite verse in this section is the tail of verse 3….”and the house was filled with the perfume”

i am in my first week of BSF (bsfinternational.org). it’s one of the most intense bible studies that i know of. i love it because the lessons ask simple questions that allows YOU to search scripture and the Holy Spirit to reveal the Truth to you. The question yesterday was what did you think of Mary’s gift? My first reaction was that it was misunderstood. Simple enough. But when I reread verse three i became excited. Her perfume filled up the whole house. Everything we do is so much bigger than us. Our faith in Christ goes far beyond what we see to be our circle of influence. Like perfume, the closer you get to the source the more clear and potent the smell becomes. I hesitated to examine my own life last night. Those closest to me…do they smell the sweet fragrance of God’s graces overpowering my sin? Or does the stinch of sin immediately overwhelm them?

after sitting at my computer for about four minutes, i have yet to find a way to wrap this post up.

awkward meeting

i signed on to my old xanga site this morning and had this overwhelming sense that, indeed, the season of bearing my soul on that site is done…it ran a good course. it allowed me to share to the feeble following of readers my last two years of college, a summer as an intern in Atlanta and all my decisions made post graduation. but now, i am in a permanent place. i often feel like a little girl standing still in the whirlwind of a big person’s world. surprisingly, i am finding the smallest bit of satisfaction of making the “big people’s” decisions-dealing with the 45 minute calls to the bank, weighing out career decisions and searching for a community to call a support group. just this morning i was calling to make an appointment to find an apartment.  though i feel like my desk is much, much too large, like i am digging through someone else’s desk to find a notepad and that i am borrowing anothers pen to write with, i am beyond ready for this season in life. hence, i am ready for a wordpress.