You know those times when you are going along, making plans, thinking life is getting super beautiful, and you think you have an idea of how things are going to go for a while, and you start to relax, all while getting excited about all the lovely things you're going to be able to accomplish in this new time of finally having life figured out a little bit and knowing you're going to be able to start making the most of it like you always knew you'd eventually do, and then something totally (well, almost totally) unforeseen happens that makes you have to change everything around and re-balance and re-juggle and re-pray for your sanity so that you can start figuring things out, or at least try in your usual futile-type fashion to figure things out, until you realize again for the 40 bazillionth time that you can't actually figure things out, and only God will be able to figure it all out because He's the only one who can see it all, and you wait and wait and wait for things to even out again while wondering how you can possibly have that waiting feeling since you also always feel a bit like you're running around with your hair on fire, but then you get these lovely God-given moments of peace and realization of gratitude for all that He's blessed you with all while letting your poor, starved baby blog eek out an existence without nourishment or love because you can't possibly imagine how you're ever going to get back to doing all those lovely things and plans that you were thinking about when you thought life was starting to balance out and get super beautiful?
Yeah... it's been kind of like that.
I knew you'd understand.
Yeah... it's been kind of like that.
I knew you'd understand.
P.S. Here is a picture snapped by my dad. It's our friendly, neighborhood alligator. Seriously. This pond is in front of our house. I'm kinda hoping he'll move out before he gets much bigger... or friendlier...
Can I interest you in a larger pond much, much further away?
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