Control

Wow, it's down to two weeks before moving day!!!!

My appointment with the midwife was rescheduled for next week, which works out well because I just heard that we are showing the house yet again this evening. There isn't too much to do to get the house ready, at this point there isn't much left unpacked to make a mess, lol.

Little Oliver has become so fond of the boys. He loves to be right in the middle of their playing, and in the afternoon he loves to follow Jacob around.

A dear friend of mine's husband has been in the hospital this week with a bad infection, and it has really made me think about how fragile we are. Even those among us who are strong and healthy can be reminded of our vulnerability in a matter of seconds. Like the man who passed away in the accident that we had. He has young and probably healthy and in an instant he was gone. It is just a reminder that we are not in control of our lives and that nothing is guaranteed. There is no guarantee that I will be here in two weeks when we move. Of course we can't sit around worrying that we could all die or get sick at any moment, but we do need to be reminded now and then that we are not in control.

I suppose I should get back to my packing...

Through His Abundant Grace,