Because I’d over-committed or over-scheduled, sometimes it was too much.
My husband Terrell and I are moving to Houston, Texas this month. We’re excited for the new adventure to which God has called us. These days have been full. Lots of details. Lots of good-byes. Lots of decisions. Lots of anticipation.
We begin our drive this Sunday. Our earthly possessions will arrive days later. We move in to our home December 23. Yes, you read that right.
18 days later is our son’s wedding.
I exhale a lot. Loudly. Pushing out my stress.
So much to be grateful to God for. More than I can name.
Opportunity to lean on Him. To learn more deeply how He wants to be our power, strength, wisdom, Grace…our all in all.
Help me see You in the so much. Grow my heart more aware of what You’re giving and doing for and in me. May my talks with you grow longer and deeper. Amen.
- Too much… or so much? (celebratethefamily.org)