Worry.

Our lease expired.

We have to move.

I so desperately don't want to leave, this place has just started to feel like home.

We all fit in this house.

The kids all have their own room.

They don't wake each other up in the middle of the night.

Now they are going to have to share.

I don't want to look for someplace new.

I don't want to pack.

I don't want to clean.

I don't have the energy or the funds for this.

But it's happening. 

So I better stop freaking out and just except it.

Easier said then done.

I have this thought.

That if something has to change (like our house), then could we make it a big change. An exciting change, a scary change.

I have no reason to think that anything of any significance is going to happen.

I need to stop stressing.

I need to slow down.

Wait.

Trust in Him.

I need to remember how I spent the weekend soaking in his presence and hold onto that.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.             Matthew 6:34 

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