My Apartment

I've been wondering lately why I pathologically talk smack about my apartment, and I've finally figured it out. I am embarassed by how happy I am with so little. I don't have blinders over my eyes, I know my place is tiny and dodgy, however I see God's provision everywhere I look. It's such a paradox, too. I have so much and so little. I am so blessed to have this place, because I know there are so many in my neighborhood that have even less than I do. Sure, money is tight, but I am deliriously happy with what God has provided already. It's hard, on the other hand, to think on that while having peace about the future. The job hunt continues.

Big Enough to Hold Me - by Don Chaffer of Waterdeep

The space in my mind is too small for You,
The space in my heart is too small for You too;
And all of the things of the earth that I know
Are too small for all of the greatness You've shown.
But in all of this I'm still facing my needs
And I'm scared of how big they feel to me.
I know You, You, You
Are big enough to hold me.
I know You, You, You
Are big enough to hold me.
I know You, Lord, yeah You
Will carry me through
The space between stars is billions of miles,
There's space for the famous in millions of eyes,
But of all the stars of the heavens and earth
None can compare to Your infinite worth.
And I still get lonely and wonder out loud
If anyone notices me in a crowd.
How great and how high,
How deep and how wide,
Is Your Love.