An interesting week

So many feelings this week. All of them varying degrees of struggle. I nearly cried myself all through church on Sunday feeling overwhelmed with something that God was hinting to me. Last week at some point, I was overwhelmed to find out that a pastor whom I respect a great deal was diverging down a theological path that presented me with rethinking of 30-some years of teaching. Struggling with treating Gibson and Buddy fairly - letting them both know that I loved them. Found that the fish my mom gave me was injured and looked not so good. And Haiti has me wrought - I am in denial and I can't watch the news but I have thought so much about it in the last week my brain and heart hurt. Monday night I got the distinct impression that God has some specific plans in my greatest vulnerability. I don't know what that means but like Abraham, I'm saying yes. I don't know to what. Or where. Or how. Or who. But yes. I truly have no idea what it is. And I don't want to try and fake my way through an overblown spiritual experience so I'm not going to stare at it until it hatches. I'm just wanting to say yes.

My week got better. As with most things, the theological dilemma was less in reality than I had made it in my imaginations. Iron sharpened iron as Dad, Carrie, Emily and I all hashed through the information others graciously made available. I still feel like I am at a crossroads in so many ways and for the first time in my life, I'd like to close my eyes, take His arm and hum my way through the intersection until we get there. I do love you my Savior. I have no idea what you have in store but for the moment I have the greatest peace about going with you!