we knew we would one day move to little rock from bryant.  a little over a year ago we started a church in downtown little rock, and in december 09, we were able to move the church into a much nicer facility in the riverdale area.  after the first of the year, ashley and i knew it was time to pursue moving into little rock closer to the people to which we were trying to connect.  honestly, i thought it would go rather quickly.  like a month, two at the most. here we are in may, and the sign is still in our yard.  it just sits there.  plenty of people have looked.  just no offers.  it’s too small, too big, wrong school, and on and on and on.  on the other side of the deal, we’ve found plenty of houses we’ve liked.  we’ve even had accepted offers on two, but because our house hasn’t sold, we’ve lost the houses.

confession.  i’ve done my fair share of pouting about the whole thing.  after all, we’ve got pure motives, so what’s the hold up God?  however, i want control of the whole thing.  pretty sure that’s my problem.  i don’t do well with the whole waiting deal.  so, i get frustrated with God and i pout.

perspective.  a couple of weeks ago i found out that a good friend of mine has advanced stages of prostate cancer.  he has two teenage daughters, serves faithfully in his church, and is one of the most loyal guys i know.  i’m pouting because my house hasn’t sold.  i’m pouting because the house i want is no longer available. often i’m a shell of a man.

declaration.  i’m through with the whining.  i still look forward to selling my house and moving, but i will not let my selfishness control my life.  at least not today.

i really want to write more, but i don’t.  it’s not that i don’t think about it.  in fact, i think about it too much.  i think myself out of posting.  i come up with all kinds of excuses–no one cares, i’m not that interesting, the internet is a fad, my nails look horrible.  no longer.  that kind of two bit thinking must be crushed. i’ll be sharing what’s going on around me on a very regular basis.  maybe you care.  maybe you don’t.  maybe we’ll all own robots one day.  or will they own us? either way, i’m starting fresh with a new site, a new design, and new shave gel.  tell your momma and em.