AGAPE

I started writing a blog and erased it, then starting writing another blog and erased it, and once again I started writing a blog and erased it, finally I wrote my last blog and then erased it. I’m determined to write a blog about something.

Here’s my something….

I’ve realize (and maybe it’s because I work with poor people) that I’ve donated a lot to charity and it’s not the fact that I’ve donate, It’s something I want to do. For example, I bought a shirt this weekend and it doesn’t fit me, instead of returning it my first thought was, “I’ll just give it to charity.” I’ve been this way for some time now. I think about all the things I want but then I look around and see I’ll that things I have and I want to give it away. I’m torn between wanting nothing to wanting everything. I’m going to give my senior prom dress to charity. I had a blast at my senior prom but the thought that there is some girl out there that doesn’t have enough money to get a prom dress makes me sad. I’m going to go through all my things this weekend (because I’m moving) and I’m hoping to get rid of quarter of my belongings, things that I haven’t used/needed in a year are going to charity. I don’t know why I’ve become so charitable lately (I think a lot of this has to do with my job) I want to give my things away, getting rid of the attachments of the world…ummmm….

I found a cute one bedroom apartment. I’m excited!! God works in mysterious ways, let me tell you a story. I found my first apartment that I really liked and I was excited. The girl that was helping me told me, “I’ll have you look at the one bedroom when it comes available in a couple of weeks (They only had a two bedroom that I could look at). I waited about a week and the girl called me back and told me again, “the apartment should be available to look at in about a week or so (at this point I didn’t put a security deposit down). I waited about two more weeks and I called (I was getting nervous) the apartment complex and asked for the girl that had been helping me, “She doesn’t “work” here anymore.” Nervously I askd, ”Is there a one bedroom available that I could look at?” “No, we rented it out and have no small one bedrooms for rent.” At that point I started freaking out. I needed to find a place to live. I started calling around different apartment complexes, most of them were full or out of my price range. I went to church that night and prayed to God. I prayed and prayed and I was still freaking out. The next day at work I received a phone call. Another apartment which I looked at several months ago (that I loved!!) but were full called me and told me there was two one bedrooms available. I jumped up went down looked at the apartment and put a security deposit down. God works…God is amazing.