We had the most lovely family get-together yesterday. There was a bouncy house, a movie, lots of food, presents, pictures, silliness, and lots of coffee. I was so blessed.
Today I had to go back to bed after I got up and had breakfast. I was just so tired. In addition, I began to have a panic attack as I thought about getting the kids ready for school, which starts tomorrow. Oh, how I will miss them.
Last semester was so challenging. This one, I expect to be better. Simpler. More focused. Yet I've had these waves of panic and angst come over me today as I try to get myself together. I think it's a little different from the "what if-?"'s. Or maybe it isn't.
It reminds me of the snake in the garden. Did God really say? Can He really work this out?
I have had several moments of peace when the thought occurred to me that these challenges I'm imagining might just be opportunities for me to see God at work. And also, that perhaps he took me through a very difficult and emotionally, physically, and spiritually challenging semester to make me appreciate a good one more.
I think I ought to expect good.
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