It's been a day of ups and downs; I've found more often than not, that life these days is full of fluctuations as fiancé and I prepare for all the upcoming transitions and I'm just ready to get off of this roller coaster (and I love roller coasters). I've even found myself wishing I could escape all the adult responsibilities and retreat back to the carefree days of childhood...don't we all?
So, after having a great morning, I was thrown off when stress sank in like a deep anchor this afternoon. Instead of fighting the thoughts that come with all the stress, I let myself feel the worry in every part of my body. It didn't take long for my mind to overflow with finances, job possibilities, and the future, so much so that I wish I had an off button or at least a good movie to try to distract myself with. But no, that wasn't the case and the wheels in my mind just kept turning. So, I thought I would attempt to preoccupy myself by stepping away from job applications and start reconstructing moving boxes. Standing there taping the bottoms closed, I realized that as bad as my day feels, this particular day 12 years ago was far worse than what I am experiencing.
And so, I started reflecting on all the ways I am blessed. God has provided every step of the way, which allowed Pete and I to take a leap of faith in moving home. With so many variables, He continually saw us through, first securing the possibility of an October move, followed by a job for fiancé that will help him pursue his aspirations of a Master's degree in engineering, and most recently a place for us to call home in the Burgs. God has been so good and so faithful to the two of us. We've come this far and He's not leaving us now...not ever. The struggles have made the blessings so much sweeter.
Plus, it doesn't hurt that fiancé brought home some delicious burgers and fries to turn my frown upside down. (check out the baking sheet we are using because all of our trays our packed).
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