I don't know what God has in store for us in the coming 365 days. There will be a lot of travel, many new faces, good ole' homeschooling, uprootings and replantings, new experiences. Chicago. London. Washington, DC. Los Angeles. I don't know what God is up to besides giving us many miles to go. How would He have us serve? To what will He have us be exposed? Why me? Why this year?
I had been very anxious about the whole adventure. There are so many logistics to work out; so many unknowns; and besides--what about not being at home? friends? routines? traditions? I'd cry thinking about my kids' possible reaction to not being able to go to their favorite places or groups or be around their favorite people. I cried at the thought of not getting the sixth consecutive annual picture at the pumpkin patch this fall. Who am I going to talk to? How am I going to catch a break ever from childcare? Even though I tried to tell myself that God is sovereign and has this all well in hand; it still was a struggle. The loss of 'home' is really what upset me the most.
I'm thankful that a few weeks ago I was listening to a favorite Rich Mullins cd of mine. His music always makes me feel better anyway, but this day I heard as if straight from the Lord this line in the song, "Here in America":
"But I am home anywhere if You are where I am"
I recall Psalm 90:12: "So teach us to number our days, That we may present to You a heart of wisdom." Let me appreciate each day as it comes for what it brings. It is a gift that I can give back to Him.
So perhaps I will blog. :)