Wow, Craziness has happened since I last blogged.
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First off, is anyone still reading? Cause hardley anyone is writing... but if your like me your too busy but your still reading!
In any case I will type away and hope for a few comments in my box!

So, Since we last 'talked', I have moved to Orlando in a one bedroom for now... and accepted a job offer at Orlando Regional Medical Center, I start the first monday in Feb.

So I would love to write lots more, and there is more to write but for now I have to scoot!

So please holla and ill be back soon!

So, I am getting all sorts of pressure to update my blog. Honestly I didnt think it was an issue. Its break time for many and therefore there are alot of blogs that need some updating, so I thought one less updated blog would not be an issue. Wrong! My feelings on the issue were that I didnt have anything to say, and the things that I could say I had no clear emotional attachents to. For instance, I was reminded that I could speak on my upcoming move to Orlando. However, at the moment I have no clear understanging on how I feel about the whole thing. How can I write with no emotions? I mean in that case I would just have to state mere fact. " Hey guys I am moving to O-town!" and thats no fun. It would be short, uneventful, disappointing, and definitly not live up to anyones standards of a good blog. So, Then I thought well to fill up the space I would just ramble and ramble until something reasonable came out. So far, not working. So now I guess I could try to explain my lack of emotion, of such a seemingly big event.

On that note, actually I guess I am wrong in stating I don't have any emotions whirling around. I guess fear would be an emotion that I know exists. And the problem with me and fear is that, we don't get along. Some people seem to be able to use fear as there little can of spinach. Laughing in the face of fear knowing that, that overwhelming feeling that they have, is just another thing that will push them on and give them a spurt of strength. Well I admire those people, becuase I would say that fear is my crutch. Challenge and fear are different however, some peoples fear becomes there challenge. Anyway, the other thing about fear and me, is that It seems to cover up, hide, or dismantle any other emotions that I should or have in the past had. In the struggle to figure this all out, my struggle becomes just one:

"For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father." Romans 8:15.

Believing it, and crying Abba, Father.