Guess what Spiff is doing in this picture.

Yep. You guessed it. The stock market crashed hard enough that my firm was losing close to 80k a month in revenue. Now I'm 25 minutes from Kel working for my boss' friend in Porterville. I'm managing a mini-storage. I'm seriously. God is hilarious. I'm having th time of my life; and, other than freaking out from having to sleep in the apartment on the premesis, I love my job. I manage accounts and tally late fees then take long breaks on a golf cart cleaning the ever-dusty garage-like units. I get to carry a walkie talkie and a load of keys as well as a dustpan and two brooms. I feel important.

It's so awesome! God is taking care of Kel and I's needs as well as our desires to be closer and serve together in a youth group and be closer for marriage counseling. It's great to watch God do a dance of sorts with our lives and see how it all fits together so far. I'd love to elaborate on what God is doing and how we're trying to interpret it if you guys ever want to hear. Also, I'd love to hear from you but I don't have internet, so please call! Love you all,

Spiff.