My breath caught in my chest this evening when the calendar told me that I have to leave my little home in Tumwater in just 3 days. I'm not ready. I need to pack, yes - but that will get done somehow. I'm not ready to face the inevitable. I'm not ready to have a baby! I'm not ready to leave my toddler son for days at a time, missing his giggles, waddle-run, new words, and loves. I want things to stay "normal". I want to celebrate Thanksgiving without the pending unknown always weighing down in the back of my mind. I want to put up Christmas decorations and start baking after Thanksgiving like years past. But this will be a holiday season like no other, and God has always known what 2011 would hold for me.
After the quick onset of anxiousness seeing the calendar, I was reminded that leaving home comforts doesn't mean leaving God's presence. He goes with me. He goes before me. His Spirit, His angels, the prayers of His people all go with me wherever I must go. One step at a time, one breath at a time...
I'm not ready, but Jesus is. He will carry me.
Psalm 62:5-6
Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
Deuteronomy 31:8
The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.
Thank you both for posting! As I know you know, I love you! I am praying daily for all of you and will continue. I count you as blessings in my life and give thanks to God for what He is doing in and through you. Love, love, and more love!
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