I think that sometime we just have to own up to what we are. Those things that we find the smallest, yet deepest pleasure in that we almost don’t want people to know about. Who cares, really, that I enjoy Hugh Grant movies. (It’s true)

So yesterday, I found out that the apartment I was trying to get my friends and I in was rented to someone else giving us a total of ten days, nine now, to find a place to move. Was I happy, nope so what did I do?

Thankfully-I prayed. I told God my frustration and what I needed out of him and remind myself that I was putting my trust in God’s hands. Then I did something…

I sat down and watched The Little Mermaid. Well actually I only watched the sections with the songs and just sat quietly. It was really good. Then I bought a few songs from itunes and drove to my House Group Meeting singing along with Samuel E. Wright “Kiss the Girl” I found that singing really help re-align myself and so I do it. I just roll down the windows and tune the system up singing at the top of my lungs.

If we don’t take ownership of what makes us work better, can we ever really love who God made us to be?