It's 10:20. Saturday night. In three days, I'll be arriving home with my son from JFK. I really, really can't believe it. It may be that I'm already a bit sleep deprived, but I feel like I'm at the end of a really long race. I'm tired, starting to wear out and I've become emotional. I was in Old Navy, doing some SOCK-SHOPPING and I was wearing thin. I've been racking my brain for the last 36 hours, trying to tie up all the loose end I thought I had another month to do. I really have lived a month in about 36 hours. However, standing there in Old Navy, I hit a panic moment. What were we thinking? How we could EVER do this? Maybe we'd misread our calling. Maybe we were just hoping to be more than we were supposed to be. Pretty heavy thoughts for Old Navy, I know. I needed comfort, and I begged God to help me find joy and peace. Just before the tears started to flow, I found the socks, and I picked up a pair to start considering sizing. I noticed something on the socks. Do you see it too? I saw it right away - "Made in Korea". This was the only pair of socks on the rack that said this, and, of course, I bought them. Levi will have to grow into them...but I need them to remain unopened for a while anyway. I'm sure this is one of many, many moments I'm going to need the reminder that God is with us...he is never far from us. We are sure to face more troubles in this journey that we do not yet know.
Isaiah 40:30-31 (New International Version) says: "Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."
I'm headed to bed for some much needed rest. The next couple of days are certain to be full. May God renew YOUR strength this evening in whatever challenges you face.