Whew...

I don't really have much to discuss right now. I thought I'd lost my first post by trying to be super cute and changing my background to something Autumn-y in celebration of the pretty weather. But never fear, dear friends. The post still exists in cyber-space for all the creep-o's of the world (and actual people who know me) to read.

So I'm driving home from Andrea's tonight, and right as I exit the highway, a police car starts nearing mine. His lights are flashing, but there are no sirens. I'm looking behind me with the dread that only a police car can induce, as the lights are now flashing directly into my rear-view. With regret (and a bit of confusion -- I hadn't broken any laws that I knew of...) I turn on my signal and pull over to the right. --- The car then speeds past me, takes a quick left turn, and moves along.
So my mind starts racing. Of course I quickly realize that I, in fact, had NOT done anything wrong, and the police car was after someone else -- but I still feel that twinge of anxiety and worry stirring in my chest. Had I kept the officer from catching the bad-guy? Did his partner catch my license plate number in order to punish me in the future? Was the driving officer angry that I'd potentially ruined his pursuit? Did he think I was stupid?
And I pull into my apartment complex, and I start crying. Why? Why on earth would such a simple event like that make me cry??? It's so silly really... I worry enTIREly too much about what others think. Which makes it really ironic that I write in this blog to share with the world. But seriously, these are the ridiculous thoughts that run through my head at almost a continuous pace. Over-analyzing every little bity detail and considering everybody else's perspective. I'm well aware that many a time my worries are irrational and my concerns a bit absurd... Again, is this too personal for early blogs?? (See what I mean....?????) I'm just glad I didn't get a ticket. :)

Okay, so. Like I said, not much has been going on around here. Well, nothing super noteworthy or anything. David and I trucking along in our happy little home. Trying to figure out the next big step in life and trying to figure out where God is in everything. We're really starting to love our home group and really feel community with these people. We're busy nearly every weekend with something fun -- which has its pros and cons. And the days in between are packed with weekly events. But something seems to be missing. (And no, that "something" is NOT the pitter-patter of little feet OR four walls, a roof, a door, some windows, etc....) So we're praying and seeking to find out what it is. Most likely it's more of God. That tends to be the case.

"We're on our knees..."