So I get this great encouraging letter from the school in Albania. They want me, others have applied, but they want me. Boy that is awesome...however, they want me in September....PANIC! Then I was told my house could sell in 4-6 weeks after the Bank approves this short sale.....PANIC! Then I begin to think about packing....PANIC!...
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
I am not a planner, I am along for the ride. This endeavour is really taxing my panic button.
I was reminded last week by my dear friend who is a missionary in Albania, that God's timing is perfect. (this I knew) but then he added, "God is never late." How about that, I had not ever looked at it that way. Whether or not I make it in September, I will not be late. Whatever God has instore for me in Albania, I will not be late for it.
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." Romans 8:28
So hold on, its going to be a bumpy and panic stricken ride...but I won't be late.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
Dis bees Heidi.
I want to tell you I discovered a wonerful devise. Mommy calls it dee spacial heater. Or sumtik like that. It bwowws hot air on your body. De ovva day I pushed a bwanket up to it and layed down. Of course I walked around, i tink, 3 times and lay. I was sweeping peacefully with the spacial heater bwowing on my bottom. when yikes! I smell burnin' hair. I was mine!!!! So, I jumped up.... looked at it sternly, then rolled over.
Dis is de life.