We still have two milestones remaining before we may actually leave for Bangladesh: the sale of our house in Bath and waiting on the last bit of financial support. What has been a pleasure to discover is that we aren’t antsy or impatient. A year ago, when I imagined what this stage would be like, I imagined we would be in limbo, confused and nervous. Instead we’ve been given a peace that makes little human sense.
Every additional week has proven necessary in some way – whether for detail we hadn’t thought of or someone whom we could see or spend more time with. Even as I work at a small local hospital, or fill out seemingly endless forms (six copies of each!), or just spend a day carrying boxes, I’m rested.
A friend of mine, Steve, says, “When I do it, it’s called
procrastination, but when He does it, it’s called, ‘His perfect timing’”.
Your post is perfect timing! Just last night Ellie asked about "her friend Annie" and wanted to know if we could send her a Christmas card. ;-) That made me wonder where you were in your journey. Appreciated the update! Warmly, the Waggoners
ReplyDelete