Heart to Heart
A while back, I caught Mac in a pouting mode. Who knows why he was making sappy eyes at me, but I had to catch them in action!
He loves his tattered donkey. I try not to touch it because it's gross.
I want to have a heart to heart with you--which has absolutely nothing to do with those pictures (expect for maybe I'm pouting too).
We are at this point where we need to make decisions but have no direct guidance or directions.
We are at this point where we need to make decisions but have no direct guidance or directions.
Josh hopes to do an internship this summer, but we still don't know for sure if he'll get one. Wherever he goes, I'll go.
It could be five miles down the street. It could be 2,000 miles away.
We need to move out of our current place in 6 weeks, and we still don't know where to go. Do we just stay put and find another place to live starting in June? Do we keep holding on and continue forward with internship plans--even though we aren't sure if Josh will be offered one? How will we pay our bills? When do we need to decide? What if we end up living in our tent all summer? What if?...how will...? Unanswered questions. Unmade decisions.
For someone who hates decisions in the first place, this sea of indecisiveness and mystery is uncomfortable and annoying. I want to be sitting under the shade of palm trees--not throwing out buckets of questions!
I'm sure I'm not the only one who has been on this sea.
Even though I know to grasp my faith during these times, I often flail my arms around like a crazy woman and run around the boat in hysterics. Worry washes over me. I slip up on my own fixes. I plow over the captain of the boat and try to sail the boat--only to crash it into the nearest rock.
At this point, I am praying for answers and directions. I am also praying that I will trust that direction. Trust God in times of clarity. Trust God in times of confusion. If there is anything I know, is that He is the only unmovable presence in my life.
My constant. My rest. My peace.
Right now, Psalms 62:8 is breathing truth into my soul. I wanted to share it with you. Feel free to share it with others :)
just wanted to say i am thinking of you. and i know from experience that things always work out how they are supposed to.
ReplyDeleteWe can express these terrors to each other when you're here for my graduation. Because I know I for sure will be having them. Slash already do!
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