A blog? I have a blog? Really? Summer is wonderful. It's my favorite, but it goes by way too fast, especially in the "tundra" that I live in. The problem with summer is that we are always running here and there and everywhere soaking up every bit of vitamin D that one can possibly do in a northern climate. The water is such a magnet when the temps soar, and I recgonize that temps soar to the upper 80's here, so that is a very relative term. I say that I have the kiddos on a clubbing schedule, late to bed, late to rise. Isn't that backward of what we are supposed to do? But it's summer. Today there is nothing to do except fix meals. The house is clean, most of the laundry is done. So after this information dump, I think I'll take my book outside and soak up those wonderfully warm rays of sunlight.
Speaking of books, I have fallen in love with David Baldacci. He is great! Love his books! You like who dun 'em's? This is good stuff. The Camel Club is the first book in one of his series about, guess who? The Camel Club. Those guys are great! I need more Camel Club since I have read them all now. Please, Mr. Baldacci....I need another one!
School. That's another thing in my long list of stressors at the moment. We are homeschooling again this year and I'm excited about it because this year it's mine. I have the ownership. We will not be back down home anytime in the near future, if I can predict, so I'm not relying on the school as much as I did last year and that has a feeling of liberation to tell you the truth.
Long list of stressors, you ask? For the past year, I feel like we have been living on faith. Faith that our Creator knows the best for our future and trusting Him to place our steps exactly where He wants them. Hubby calls it being stretched. I say, OUCH! I'm dealing with my stretching day by day, but the last few days seem to have piled on a bit heavier than usual, and I'm sure there's hormonal issues involved, but it's been harder to keep it together. I so wish that God would just show me what the plan is, let me glimpse into the future, but I know that's not happening, so again we are back to faith and stretching and ouch-ing and trusting. My uncle said to me, Sarah, the Lord is always good. He is. I know it, way deep down I know it. It's my life, how I've always lived, but that doesn't make it easy either.
Father, thank you for already knowing my family's future. Thank you for directing us. Help me to keep trusting and help me to always remember those memorial stones that have been set up previously to show me how you have always provided.
