…I need to wear shades. (Just kidding. Today was meh on the sunniness.)
My last post was in February. I can’t even pretend to be sorry for the hiatuses I take anymore. Because really, I never quite seem to get the hang of writing on a regular basis. But oh well.
Previously, on “Rachel’s Life”, I finished my curriculum classes at SPU on March 15th. I officially have completed my B.A. in Communications with a minor in Business Administration. I will walk graduation in June. The wedding is slotted for July, with planning plodding right along our 1.5 year engagement period. I am still working part-time, though I have recently accepted a new role within my store, hopefully to promote more personal and professional growth. I also hope to go full time as soon as possible, but until then I will continue to pick up hours as I need to. Colton is still working full time graveyard shifts at a warehouse, and while it has been taxing on our time together, as well as his sleep schedule, we will continue to be faithful until something better comes down the pipeline. So far not too many calls back, but there’s an opportunity coming soon that we hope pans out. In other news, my brother is home from Australia. He is currently employed part time, though looking for more opportunities for work.
The activity that prompted me to write today is something that I have never had to do before now. Apartment hunting. Like many pairs of “soon-to-be” newlyweds, Colton and I are in the market for a place to live. We have a few things that we want in our apartment, the biggest being commute time and price, as well as in-unit laundry and a few other smaller aspects. We have looked at a couple of locations so far in person, and I have spent countless hours poring over my computer screen looking for numbers that won’t cause our budget to explode and for features we need. But tonight, in the midst of feeling a little hopeless in being able to afford living near Seattle, I remembered a few verses. Usually, these are used in conjunction with taking an offering at church, the “my God will provide all my needs” verse and “God cares for even the birds, how much more must He care for you?” verse first came to mind.
I will be honest, I am not the most consistent tither. I tend to harbor a distrust for things I cannot see, hear, feel, etc, and often that includes God. I do know that money is something that is needed for survival on this planet, and really, in this country, and I am aware that I am easily swayed by it in that respect. I know that God is powerful and loving, and that I should trust in Him, but as a person who tends to keep her eggs in her own basket, sometimes it is really hard to give away something so necessary to life and trust that God will provide me with more. I tried to tithe for a while, and the Bible does not lie. It makes your life fuller. But truthfully, it’s something I forget to do, or more realistically, I conveniently forget to do. And I think that that needs to stop.
I was raised to believe that the giving of one’s finances is a form of worship, whether in tithes or in offerings outside of that tenth. I know that God does not hate those who do not tithe, but He does bless those that do, more abundantly than we as humans ever thought possible. Colt and I are moving into a season where we will need all the blessing and help we can get, so I figure, why not give it another try and see what God does?
I realize as I am wrapping this up that I don’t make a lot of sense in how I present my ideas, so I apologize for the stream of consciousness style of my writing. But this is where I am, where I have been, and where I am going. Thanks for reading, and if you’re the praying type, prayers are much appreciated. For the apartment, for job situations, and for wisdom all around. Also for sunshine. Because I like sunshine.