Preparing for a three month out-of-country excursion is not my idea of relaxing. It’s hard for me to partition the problem enough for my puny brain to process it in logical chunks. Nevertheless, things are slowly falling in to place. The next five days promise to be very full, but I believe everything will get taken care of, at least to the degree that I’ll be able to deal with the rest once I get over to the UK.
It sure is comforting to know that a sovereign God is working all of this together for my good, ’cause I can see very clearly how I could, if left to my own devices, goof the whole thing up.
P.S. This article is a lame excuse for not posting at all this week.
P.P.S. It is also a lame excuse for not posting much next week.