EDIT (2:22 pm): So I’ve got clearance to share our big news. Gabe just gave his 2-week notice at work. He’s quitting his job and designing web sites full-time on his own from home. This is big for us for lots of reasons. A big step of faith for one thing. We’re confident it’s what God wants. It’ll be up to Him to provide. His boss wanted to know if it was a money issue–would he stay for more money? No, Gabe said. If it was a money thing, he’d be staying, not leaving. It’s a faith thing, he told her.
Waaaaay too much to say here for me to do it justice right now. I just know we have challenging–and awesome-days ahead. God is good. And we don’t want to waste a second of our lives doing something other than His Will.
Thanks SO much for praying! Please don’t stop!
Between 90 minutes of jaw-opening fun in the dentist’s chair this morning and 30 minutes of a classic-Nina temper tantrum just now, I’m ready for a 240-minute nap.
Had four cavities filled this morning. Yes, four. All at once. I am so sore. And I tried eating but can’t. I am so hungry.
To keep my mind off of the possibility of the dentist’s drill hitting a nerve that hadn’t been numbed, I prayed for many of you as you came to mind. It was quite cool to skim through some of your blogs just now and realize that God told me to pray for some of the very things that are pressing in on you at the moment.
Lots of housekeeping duties calling my name, so I’d better not linger. I can’t think of anything to say anyway–the hunger’s getting to my brain.
Gail requested a Nina post. Maybe soon. I love the little thing to death, but the memories I have of her stored at the front of my brain right now aren’t pretty. Lots of screaming, throwing oneself to the ground, and snot. Of course, all I’d have to do is go look at her sleeping up in her crib, and I’d forget all that. I mostly fight back tears whenever I watch her sleeping these days. So beautiful, so precious, growing up so fast.
Anyway, off to clean a bit, find something soft to eat, and get back to work on my book. Please pray that I get this cover thing resolved. They like it; I don’t. Pray for a happy compromise.
Happy Record-Setting Heat Wave Day!