Rest for My Heart
How do I prepare my heart for what's about to happen? In a whirlwind of tasks, chores, paperwork, phone calls, and preparation, is it even possible to consider my heart? I've decided it's more important than anything right now, even more important than packing or the hundreds of other things waiting to be accomplished before we board that plane. All of that can wait. My soul can not. The anxiety that ensues upon preparation for such a trip can be overwhelming. The vast gambit of emotions can be taxing. There are 7 of us leaving for China in 4 days, each with a unique soul rhythm. In a household where Mom and Dad have to "hold it all together" for all these little personalities, it's hard to consider my own heart. But I must. So today I am pondering, praying, putting all (well, most) tasks aside, despite the urgency. Maggie is half way around the globe, going through the motions of her day, clueless over what is about to take place. In 7 days, her world will be...