Well, it's about 3:30 am and I am awake. I got so tired from packing the truck in my sleep that I had to get up and take a break. My arm is pretty sore from bouncing off the ramp (rather ungracefully), and I have a very sore throat. I wish I could say everything I own is on a moving truck, but it didn't all fit. I guess that is a metaphor for something, but hubby would say I just have too much junk.
I don't have words or energy left to express something of my feelings at this moment. Something like shame for working my friends so hard. Something like gratitude (or maybe awe) that they would try so hard. Something like terror of the unknown, complete grief for all I'm losing, hope for a future. I have no reason to expect anything from God, but I can't help hoping that He will somehow come through with exactly what we need at the zero hour. It will be a while before I can write here again, so call this a cliffhanger for now. Perhaps by the time I can write again, something will have "given" and we can all take aim at how good God is to us.
call it cheesy, but I am reminded of that old line from a hymn...
"I don't know about tomorrow, but I know who holds my hand."
5 comments:
Amen, sister, Amen!
Honey...whats cheesy about it...it's an eternal Truth.."Fear not for I am with thee...HOLDING thy right hand ..saying unto thee..BE NOT AFRAID!!"
mssuyfgy: someone deciding to work on their masters at MSU
i miss you and i'm not even in michigan!
You are deeply missed already and you just left on saturday. I am glad that we got to help you pack and take a huge weight off your shoulders. True friends are hard to find and you are a true friend.
Brian and Kristie
PS let the kids know that candy the turtle loves it in damion and edwards room
You are in my prayers and you start on a new journey...I am so excited for all the ways God is going to use you both so mightily but I also remember the moving and settling process...You will be in my thoughts and prayers.
Amy K Radford
Post a Comment