It has been a very long week. I woke up this morning feeling like Gloomy Gussie (Mark’s affectionate name for me.) As overwhelmed as I feel, I have a new respect and admiration for military families that move often because it requires such strength, endurance, and stamina. Greeting a myriad of boxes at every turn, furniture in the wrong place or wrong room, endless missing parts to the whole, the doorbell ringing with workmen stopping by to fix something – I wonder if my one step at time will bring me to the end of this journey. Yet after five days of searching, Mark did find the missing comforter for our bed in the pile of boxes in the garage and I found the two errant lampshades in a box stacked in the closet. I knew that I needed some spiritual refreshment so I prayed for comfort and encouragement and was rewarded in Psalm 27:
Teach me how to live, O LORD.
Lead me along the path of honesty,
for my enemies are waiting for me to fall.
Yet I am confident that I will see the LORD’s goodness while I am here in the land of the living.
Wait patiently for the LORD.
Be brave and courageous.
Yes, wait patiently for the LORD.
As I read, I smiled to myself because there was His promise, again, to lead me on this path. And my part? It is to be brave and courageous and wait – patiently! It has taken most of the day for the gloominess to lift but tonight I feel encouraged that tomorrow I will be one step closer to order in all of this chaos. Hurray!