So many reasons to be happy
Two things about that quote: 1. I like it. It makes sense. 2. I am now an official wimp, having just used the lyrics from a Natasha Bedingfield song.
I don't have much else to say except that I terribly miss not being able to write; not being able to express myself here.
We're moving and it's taking every physical ounce of me to get through. Add to that the wonderful memories here -- the paintings; our anniversary party under the lights of our avocado tree; the feeling of peace I'd get walking in the door; the Christmas before last; the sound of laughter.......
Now I'm making a home on my own. It's so weird. But God has an amazing sense for timing. I met with The Rock Academy a day after Jeseca died. The boys were accepted. I was needed more often at work, and the very day I had to report the boys started their ARTS class. Now we're moving. God will surely reveal to me why here and now.
I was asked in an interview a few months ago if I could predict what the next few years would be like. I thought it a silly question, honestly. I responded by admitting that I would never be able to predict what God will do as He guides me down this road toward Him. It ever winds and bends; when I think a right turn's coming, inevitably I need to turn left. Nothing ever works out the way I think it should or will. In fact, it's quite the opposite most of the time. And that's exactly the way it's supposed to be, at least as far as I can tell. God doesn't want to give me the road map for my life so I can take it and run off without Him. Instead, He simply asks that I cultivate that mustard seed of faith and allow Him to do what He does best.
He'll make all things good in time. Right now I just need to wait and listen. JG
posted by Jon Graves at 12:20 AM
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