Matthew 14:31

I just got back from a little half hour walk. To save you the trouble of checking the time or weather at the moment of this post, it's a quarter to midnight, and it's raining. Why would I take a walk this late at night? Because I am like Peter.

This stems from the living situation for next year. I was going to be in a four-bedroom, then after only one guy being on the lease for about a month, I asked him about it, and he said that he had gotten other people for the other spots. Then the other three of us found a fourth and were looking for a different four-person place. Those proved difficult to find, so the idea was to split into pairs. Well, as I mentioned in my last post, I looked at an apartment on Tuesday. Sadly, I neglected to mention to my future roommate that I had an application until tonight. He responded by saying that a friend was moving here, and he wanted to find a place with that friend.

Of course, I reacted like any rational human being. I immediately thought that I was a horrible human being that no one wanted to live with. I restrained the urge to scream and/or throw things around the room, partially because my current roommate was home. So I pounded my fists against the back of my head, and stewed in rage for a little bit. Then I went for a walk.

When I was as far away from my place as I was going to get, I got a text. It was from the guy who (I thought) was bailing on me. We're going to work on getting a three-bedroom starting tomorrow.

As for now, I'm drenched and reminded of the story of Peter trying to walk on water:
And Peter answered him, "Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water." He said, "Come." So Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water and came to Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid, and beginning to sink he cried out, "Lord, save me." Jesus immediately reached out his hand and took hold of him, saying to him, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?" --Matthew 14:28-31 ESV
He didn't have enough faith that Jesus would see him through, and tonight, neither did I. But instead of giving in to fear, I gave in to anger.

So yeah, long story short, apartment hunting is not fun. And I tend to overreact to things. And now I'm sleepy.