The big day is one week from tomorrow -- moving day. There is a part of me that wishes I could just fast-forward about 9 or 10 days. But then, I would miss out on what God has in store for me in those precious days.
Wow! So much to do. Switching utilities. Making all the arrangements. Address changes. It's almost overwhelming! And in the back of my mind, Jesus words keep playing over and over again. "Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself." And then I just have to believe He said the next line with a twinkle in His eyes: "Each day has enough trouble of its own." Isn't that true? Not necessarily trouble -- but just stuff.
Lord, help me to live one day at a time. I want to breathe in the sweetness of each new day, and not waste one. Thank you for the newness of each day.
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So happy For you guys! The new house is beautiful. I can't wait to get y'all's stuff in it:)
When we were first married, Linda and I averaged moving almost once a year and I looked forward to every move. Getting rid of old stuff and having new surroundings brightened me. When we moved to Wise County five years ago after living in the same house in Dallas 15 years, the move was very frantic and I'm still in "I'll never move again" mode. However, I might as well live one day at a time because God is in control not me, and there is no telling what the future may hold.
Good luck on your new surroundings.
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