Awake again at three this morning. I stayed in bed for a while but thought it better to just get up and start the day. I will be having a small retreat with my heart group today, then off to Equipping Lydia to do some volunteer work and take some pictures of Laura setting up. She works from her home and is a spiritual director and retreat facilitator, something that really speaks to my heart. So I will check that out and then get home to help Alex get the house ready for two showings tonight. We got an offer on the house this week, but I'm not too encouraged about it. I have fallen behind on my two-box rule this week, so that might mean that I'll be hitting it hard this weekend to play catch-up. It's always easier for me to pack when Alex is around, because I become so overwhelmed with the process. I go and stand in the kitchen and don't know where to start, except to start to whimper and whine about where to start. Alex and I have moved enough that he now gives direction on what I should pack. "Go pack up your canning equipment and all the knifes except two." I can work with this kind of direction!
Found this in my devotion today and wanted to share it with you: "In no way is it enough to set out cheerfully with God on any venture of faith. You must also be willing to take your ideas of what the journey will be like and tear them into tiny pieces, for nothing on the itinerary will happen as you expect. Your Guide will not keep to any beaten path. He will lead you through ways you would never have dreamed your eyes would see. He knows no fear, and He expects you to fear nothing while He is with you." Well allrighty then! Brings to mind the song “Fear Not For I Am With You.” I do have an itinerary in my head about how I think this next 36 days till Alex graduates—and 41 days till the U-Haul gets packed—should look like. Am I willing to tear it up? Yeah. But do I have to?