Counting down to the big day, I must ask: Is it me, or is this moving thing going on forever? It’s been over two months!
Well, disorganization can make packing up take longer than it should take. So, too, reluctance to leave can draw out the tasks. Maybe, a smidge of trepidation about the next leg of the journey is reason to dawdle.
As boxes and trash bags still multiply – they convince me whatever we thought we’d disposed of in previous downsizing, returned, disguised as an absolute essential for life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
What was I thinking?
I am grateful for the lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and floors that need waxing because it means I have a home. ~Author Unknown (emphases added)
Yet, God continues to make this final stage of the move easier . . . through the hands and hearts of those who not only know how pack, sort and toss, they are willing to stick with us as we make our feeble attempts and goad us to greater order. Need I say again how grateful I am we have the time and ability to make these decisions? At our age and stage, the reasons for a move aren’t always a hunt for adventure . . .
Lord willing, the topic of these ruminations will change from packing to unpacking . . . what is it I will I have brought with me from Texas that will be useful this time around in Maryland? What have I learned here, I can transplant there?
God, help me remember this one – an account of the dreadful ambush of police officers in Dallas on July 7, 2016.
“We’re all one race at the end of the day . . . I had to be reminded that love conquers all,” [Kellon Nixon] added. “If I let that mentality overwhelm me, then who can I help? ”(powerful video)