Still running for the cheese (or why this blog still exists)

As my regular readers can tell, this has been a dry year for me. Just look at the number of posts this year vs. 2008! Awhile back, I had considered either shutting down the Maze, or starting a new blog that would more accurately reflect where I am in life now. Truth be told, sometimes I come here, look around, and feel distinctly hypocrytical about the things I want to write. I'm sure I'm not the only one to ever be in that kind of place.
As the time in between posts has grown longer, I came to realize something. Without the past years' material, where I am now makes very little sense. What good is the destination without the journey? As Christians, so much of the best stuff that happens to us is in the times God is molding us to His image. To throw away the evidence of that process would somehow cheapen the result, I think.
So, here we are, dear friends. I think my little mousie may just have rounded a corner finally. Some things will change around here to reflect the changes in my heart. And you know what? That's ok. As much as I typically rage against anything changed in my life, I'm learning to accept the God-given ones. My prayer is that some of you may be encouraged by what you read here. Hey, you may even be challenged. And of course, if you know me, then you know you always stand a good chance of being offended too. Not intentionally, to be sure! Just know that what you find as you wander this Maze with me may surprise you as much as it does me.

All that to say this:


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Thursday, January 15, 2009

A second guess

I've been debating with myself over talking about this. I'm forever second guessing myself. So, I'll take the plunge, and what will be will be.

This past week, I had a word from God. That word was quite distinct. God told me to MOVE! Ah, but not move in the way I want to. Oh no. Shock 3
I prayed about it. I asked my friends their opinions and for their prayers. I asked Mr. P. and whined to him over it. In the end, God won. Isn't that often how it goes?
And what on earth caused me so much turmoil you ask? Ahhh there's the rub.
I started school this week. No, not college, as most people my age mean when they say they are going back to school. I am going for my GED.
Yuppers, I never graduated from high school. In fact, I dropped out twice!
This is probably one of the more nauseating, stress-inducing, ripping my hair out, crying out at night kinda things I've done in a long time.
Then again, I am forever second guessing myself, so maybe I'll adjust to this all a little closer to the actual test date.

Til next squeak,








Pondered by Mrs. P. at 9:04 AM
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4 Squeaks from the Maze:

The Lazy Vegan said...

Congratulations, Mrs. P! I know it seems stressful now, but you will feel so much better once you can proudly say you have your GED. It'll be worth it, you'll see. Good for you!

January 15, 2009 at 7:18 PM
Snarfy said...

BOOOOOO. I thought you were announcing your move to Oregon. YOU SUCKKKKK. :P

I love you anyways, though :D

January 15, 2009 at 9:06 PM
Cat. said...

CONGRATS!! Work it, girl!

January 16, 2009 at 3:24 PM
Anonymous said...

You rock.

January 24, 2009 at 11:15 PM

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