Should Be Packing...
I should be packing, but I'm so nervous. Why you ask? I don't even know!!! Marc just left to sign the contract and pick up our keys and I feel a knot in the pit of my stomach. My Dad just called and we went through all the reasons we are excited about this move and he says, "So then why are you nervous?" And I say, "I don't know Dad, it's just what I do!" We both laughed and after I hung up I realized that I "do this" way too often. I should relax and trust God more. I think I'm afraid of being disappointed so I try to come up with things that could go wrong or might go wrong so then I feel more in control about the situation. Which I now realize makes no sense at all! Marc often says to me, "You're living in a what-if world!" And he's right. And I'm tired of it. And I keep trying to get him to join me in my what-if world and he won't! So maybe I should just walk out of this what-if world and start trusting my Father a lot more. Easier said than done, but I'm trying.