Tuesday, February 18, 2003
Well, Michelle and I painted our home office over the weekend. Big difference - much warmer and relaxing, with a mossy green and beige. I sat there early this morning
reading and praying and
reading, and realized how blinding those white walls were.
Both of us have been in a weird sort of funk over the past few days. I talked to her briefly this morning on the phone and she said it's my fault - she's only in a funk because I am, and she can't figure me out. This is not uncommon - most of the time I can't figure me out either. So pray for my poor wife who's stuck with such a head case!
I think part of the reason we're in outer space a bit is that there's so much uncertainty about my job right now - we're pretty settled on
what we're going to be doing, we just don't know the
when. We're trying to weigh out various scenarios, and different unexpected variables keep popping up to make the decision making process that much more fun. We're doing our best to wait on God's timing and direction, but it churns us all up on the insides. I'm getting a bit weary with all this. I'm experiencing God's gift of grace, though - it's just in the kind of way I don't like . . . uhhh, what's the word I'm looking for?
How about this one?
