The next six months of my life are going to be anything but boring.
Graduating from college.
Moving to Georgia.
Not to mention that before I move to Georgia, I really need to find a job. And, before getting married, we will have to have a place to live.
Finding a place to live is not as scary to me as finding a job. There are plenty of apartment complexes – and if I have to live in a less than ideal place for a few months... at least I'll have a roof over my head, right?
In my dream world, I will find a job next week. From there, find a place for me to live a few months until Aaron moves in after we're married.
If I'm being honest, a part of me is nervous. I told someone today about all my "big life changes" that will soon happen. I finished with, "the fun part is - I don't have a job or a place to live as of right now." I move in 86 days, if not sooner.
The other part of me is confident and excited. I keep recalling Ephesians 3:20 - "Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us." Things may not be perfect, or happen in the timing I want, but I have a feeling that when I look back eight months from now... I will see how God orchestrated everything to work together.