It's Sunday afternoon. Cammie and I just stuffed ourselves at Don Cucos' Sunday brunch. (As if that is what we really needed - more food.) Our realtor is having an open house at our home this afternoon and we are truly "Wasting The Time Away." We need to be out of the house a minimum of three hours - maybe more. We dropped the dogs off at Petco for their scheduled grooming. This was followed by the stuffing of our mouths and ultimately our stomachs. After making our way out of the restaurant we've settled in at "It's A Grind." Cammie is nestled in her newest Jan Karon book and probably so involved that she's not aware that I'm around. (That's OK. The important thing is that I know she loves me more than the book.)
The realtor has high hopes of a great turn out for the open house. I confess that, for some reason, I haven't found myself as optimistic. I pray that she is right and I am wrong. I think my lack of optimism has to do more with not wanting to be dissappointed. The default is - expect nothing - then anything above that is an encouragment.
I realize that the bulk of what I write about in this blogsite concerns the sell of our home. That seems to be the thing that occupies the bulk of our thinking. It seems to be the fuel with which God has chosen to teach us some, obviously, valuable life lessons that have to do with trusting Him. I've decided not to fight it and instead just rest in Him and learn. Of course my timeline in the whole ordeal would be different but it comes out of a pure heart. I just - we just - want to start the next season of our lives. Our excitement seems to be overwhelmed by the state of limbo.
This week has been filled with acts of resolve. Resolve that God is in charge and it's best that way. He has a plan and He is working the plan. Our resolve is - The Best Is Yet to Come!
Sunday, November 11, 2007
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