I guess I like it when I can look at the calendar and , with some sort of assurance, I see plans laid out. Not so easy when we’re “planning” a move. there are so many uncertainties.
We, of course, have a checklist, of sorts. We know where we want to be, we have sort of a time issue–will the house sell just when Glanbrooke has a place for us? When will we have the house straight and orderly (it’s anything but that at the moment), and when will we stage it just right, and when will just the right buyer walk through the door, and when will we decide, finally, what we’re moving and what we’re not, and when will we contact a mover, and are there any movers available, and how do we answer people when they offer help, and…and…and. So, when it’s all too overwhelming (actually, it was easier with our long-distance moves–we just moved everything, got rid of stuff each time, and unpacked and culled stuff after the move. We don’t have that privilege here or there–but this is the “final move” before heaven. We want to do it right.
Thank heaven, speaking of, that I’m not an OCD person who has to have order. I can sort of go with the flow. I’d like to think I’m flexible. But the chaos I’m in right now is disturbing. Today, I’m determined, I will finish weeding the front beds, take loads to Goodwill, make stacks of books to take to church for seminary students who need Ev’s Bible study books, box the books I’ve written, hoping to sell some of them someday, and de-personalize belongings so the house “shows well.” Ev and I will volunteer for the symphony concerts tonight and tomorrow afternoon. Then, this week, we will work with our wonderful realtor to get things happening here. Best case scenario, we will have it under contract with a fast closing, if there is such a thing, put down the “we’ll hold your place for a month” deposit at Glenbrooke, and we’ll be on the road, so to speak, across town. But those are OUR wishes.
I know this verse has been quoted out of context much to often, and here I go, claiming it for this present situation. But God, in His providence, has been faithful until now, and we’re trusting these words are just as valid this time as ever. Jeremiah 29:11 says: “The Lord says,”For I know the plans I have for you. They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” So with that assurance, we’re “hoping” for the best, but know God’s plans are better, ultimately, than ours.
Meanwhile, we wish Paul and Mary a happy 18th anniversary and blessings as they celebrate. And we’ll all celebrate Father’s Day tomorrow, together, and my 83rd birthday week begins. A bit more chaotic than usual, but great things are happening this year, for sure. We’ll continue to trust God in all things, for His providence is assured. God said it, I believe it, and we rest in those plans.
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