TIMING ISN'T EVERYTHING

today is the day the movers come to pack our whole lives into a semi truck. the day when we say goodbye to what has been normal and real and life. or is it? i woke up this morning, excited (okay...you got me, anxious), ready to start the day with the movers. then, i get an email from the moving company. "call us ASAP" it reads. okay...what could possibly go wrong? oh, you mean that the job the driver did before us was 5,000 pounds overweight so he can't pick us up today? so here i am, lying in the midst of furniture and boxes, freaking out. (oh, and as i type this, i still don't know when they're coming). but you know what? in the midst of my chaotic, anxiety-ridden brain, i hear, "i am with you. you need not be afraid". well let me tell ya, i know that for sure ain't me talking. how awesome is our God that while we sit and cry and complain and stress and freak out, He is looking down on us with reassuring love that speaks, "i am with you". yes, yes He is. so i today i resolve to not freak out, to let God's timing rule and to not throw a fit when a curveball is thrown at me.

     oh, and this is my apartment right now:       

don't freak out, just breathe.