No, he didn't say anything about the house deal. But you know we just really aren't much concerned with that anymore. It's done, unless they don't sign the papers Tuesday and we don't foresee any problems with that.
So this weekend Larry has been working, working, working to get everything moved out of the house and get it cleaned up. Thanks Val and Annette, Danny, Neil and Tim for the help you gave him! He was so tired today but there was more to be done. And what was I doing? Well, for several weeks I've wanted to make a trip downtown and/or to the Arboretum so that's what I did. I spent a couple of hours walking in Deep Ellum, had a nice talk with a guy named Brent about photography, his dogs, living in lofts and Dallas being home. The streets were wonderfully quiet. I didn't take many pictures but that's OK - it was just interesting being there.
Then I went to the Arboretum. Didn't really take many pics there either. But as I was eating my lovely Pecan Chicken Salad I had one of those little moments of recognition. As Larry has been laboring to close out part of our life I am actually laboring for the beginning of something new. His labor is hard as befits, I suppose, that part of our life. It's been hard in many ways. My labor is not so hard. Several hours of walking will wear me out but still it's not hard like what Larry's doing. The Arboretum represents the promises of God in our life for the future of us. And sometimes when I walk there I can feel that. There is something different coming. You would have to go back to one of my earlier posts to get the whole picture of that - back to the one I wrote right after going there for the first time in March or April. And today as I walked I felt so very connected to what Larry was doing. I called him and we talked about these things for a few minutes. I think that and some conversation he and Danny had been having along those lines are at least encouraging to his heart if not making it any easier on his body.
It is amazing what seems to be happening here as Larry and I make this journey across this really long bridge. As he says, this is not the end of a chapter, it's the end of a book. Something is closing out. It's over. We don't really know yet what all that means but we can certainly see this - God intends to be the one in charge and the only thing he asks of us is to trust him and yield to his guidance from within. Nothing, nothing, nothing has gone the way I was determined it should that day I sat in front of our house in KC and made my declarations. And nothing is really going the way Larry would have planned it either. And yes, non-planner that he normally is, there were some things that he had determined in his heart also that have gone just the opposite way.
Mercy, mercy. What an amazing journey this is. But I love these days when the hand of God is so felt by us and we have this very settled peace in our hearts about everything. These are very lovely sustaining moments and they are carrying us through.
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