I do hate times in life when the days and weeks become more of a countdown than a blessing from God. Moments in life when you have a special vacation coming up and all you want is for that day to come, so the weeks before just cannot pass quickly enough! But as the days pass I am still relieved when I can get through one more night after a long day at work, one more special occasion, and one more Sunday morning alone at church.
I am forever grateful to my parents who have welcomed me back home and have been great company to me in my time away from my husband. I could not ask for a more supportive family and I simply cannot thank them enough. Nights when I do not want to be alone, they are there. Mornings when I should be making breakfast for Pieter, my mom is there to chat with. It helps a lot and I cannot imagine having to live all by myself through this time.
The months ahead after this summer seem so uncertain and scary. Our future has become so misconstrued. In the midst of the doubts and the many fears we both have, we do try and hold on to the fact that God is already there in the days ahead. He knows when Pieter will get to return to America, when I’ll finish school, where we’ll end up living, where we’ll both find jobs, and when we’ll get to start a family. In the chaos of the world today we forget too often that we do not have to try to control everything. When we do try to control it all, we quickly realize it is not possible.
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