"Gypsy for God"

chatted with a friend from high school today- she coined the phrase that is now my title. i love it.

ive been enjoying talking w people about being "homeless"- its one of the ways God is reminding me that this is all his doing.
really, most of my life has been his doing. ive tried to take it from him a couple times. that didnt work out well at all.
some of you that have been able to talk to me recently, know that i am getting tired of all this unsettled business. thankfully i have some "new" clothes, that were pretty much free. so that helps me stay kind to myself and not get into depressed doldrums.
i was helping Hope for the Sex Trafficked have a rummage sale so that we can make some org money. i did put a whole day and about 60 $ into the sale personally, and got a sunburn and about 10 great clothes out of the deal.
having this clothing experience, gave me an idea. i am going to pick a few articles of clothing each couple of months, and just wear them. and wear them. and thats going to 1) simplify my decision making process during the weekends [read: less time spent trying to figure out what to wear], 2)show me what pieces in my closet dont need to stay, and 3) give me way more pairing options, and show me what things i need to find to make pairings more profitable and versatile.
im excited.
i was going to go to the childrens shelter today, but i think this weekend ive needed a little more me time. i know i wont be able to do that when i start fostering, but at least it will just be one or two kids at a time, and they can be on our family schedule.
ive needed a bit more me time because of all of my life right now.
it consists of disappointment and waiting and waiting and not feeling settled, and some of not having time to talk my life out with anyone. actually probably more of me not making/ asking for time to talk it out. thankfully the disappointment in no one coming to my Rodan + Fields party for my coworkers meant that i had friend time with my business partner. that was nice to just chat about life and not R+F for a bit with her.

still havent heard back about fostering. i know God has his timing though. so im not going to push it. after this next week, i'll be moving in with one of my future roommates for the rest of the month. thats gonna make it more real. funny, i want this, but when i think about what the reality of it might feel like, im a little sad that this time of transition is going to be over. yes, ive kvetched about it. but God has been present in ways ive never known and im afraid i'll forget quickly where hes been with me in this time. im afraid i'll lose this peace/ calm/ joy thats been with me; like maybe it was a special grace for this season only.

i heard from a single friend that she is pretty certain that she knows the man shes going to marry. she cited lots of God- moments and things other people have said, and also what the man has said as well. it looks pretty solid. made me think of some encounters ive had with the Spirit recently, and wondering if maybe im not meant to do any fostering on my own- if maybe im just having to wait on my husband to get to me.
which makes me think- if im really gonna have to wait on being in that role, and its because of him, the first thing out of my mouth when he proposes might not be "OMG, YES!" but --" finally! do you realize how long ive had to wait?!  we're calling the DFPS right now."