I talk a lot about my boys here. I dive into some details about my marriage. I get real with you about my life stuff, the stuff that sucks, the stuff that brings joy.
I am in the thick of a moment.
You know the feeling as you’re going up a roller coaster, the first hill approaches, and you slowly descend over the peak? That feeling right before pure adrenaline & wind hits your face? I feel that today. The potential for this day, for this whatever that is coming for us. As this all descends on me, the knowledge that something great is coming our way, I feel either panic or adrenaline. Will my husband have a job soon? Will it be the job? Will we need to start a freelance business? Am I going crazy? Is this really going to rock my world like I think it is (in all these weirdly fantastic ways)? Lots of questions, little answers; lots of waiting, little time.
But this. This moment. For this is only a moment, a moment thick with the potential for Jesus’ great Love to overflow. I want to take this moment back from the evil one, for he has stolen far too many of these from me.