Today is a detail day — schedule the oil change, get the groceries, call the university, fold the laundry, etc. I have lots to do…actually lots to do all week long.
These details were a bit overwhelming last night when we had just returned from dropping off the baby at college eight hours away. And, I’m a little irritated at the moment that I can’t just lie around and mope. Already I am laughing at myself.
It’s all by God’s design isn’t it? He knew in advance that I would be a little torn up today — worrying, grieving, overthinking — so he made sure my plate was full for a bit. It’s all good stuff — family visiting tonight through Friday, an appointment with a specialist, some cooking, some cleaning, and definitely some writing.
I will find some time in the midst of the details to grieve a little, to wallow a little, to mope a little. But, I will have to wipe the tears and drag myself out of bed to get a few things done.
After all, one daughter is still here! In fact, she greeted us last night when we returned from our trip with a warm dinner and lots of energy! I couldn’t bring myself to write a grocery list, but she could. I was overwhelmed at the thought of laundry, but she had it started! God’s design. He knew that if they were all gone at once, I would be overcome by loneliness. He’s easing me into the empty nest.
My niece is coming to visit tonight, bringing more energy into our home. Two twenty-one year olds full of possibility and promise — they will take a road trip tomorrow! What fun! They will leave me here to write, think, rest, and grieve for a couple of days, then they will bring their energy back.
Do you see that detail? God was setting up the details ahead of time, taking care of me, knowing exactly what I needed. He knew I needed to do for a little while and then be for a little while. He knew I needed people in my house for a while. He knew what I needed before I even asked. He’s got August taken care of, so that I can face September. He’s always looking out for me, and for you.
The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer;
my god is my rock, in whom I take refuge,
my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.