This morning at 4:30 am I sent my husband off on a grand adventure to Spokane, Washington, where he’s going to be helping our son Jonathan drive all his “worldly goods” in a moving van (with his car on a dolly) back to GR. Jon has just been appointed as the director for Moody Bible Institute’s new Center for Global Theological Education, so his family is moving from the West Coast to Chicago (but via Grand Rapids and Germany, where they’ll be spending his sabbatical between now and January 1, 2017). Meanwhile, back at Tanglewood Cottage (our house), all Jon’s “worldly treasures” (i.e. his wife, Gerlinde, and their three darling, preschool-age daughters) are in the air flying eastward to Grand Rapids. Sooooo, I’m rushing about stocking the fridge and freshening up the house in preparation for Gerlinde’s arrival this afternoon. We will all be together here for the month of July before they head to Germany for the fall semester. I am super excited to see them, but I’m sharing all this to say that—although my head is swimming with things I want to share from the past weeks— such as how impressive Venice looks sailing through the Grand Canal, or how much fun we had on our last birthday club outing to the Living History Museum in White Hall, Michigan, or how amazing the new Cypress Unit is at Pine Rest, where we attended the dedication and reception last night… As happy and exciting as life is right now, I am anticipating being a full-time grandma (“Nana”) and mother for the next weeks, and as such, my blogging time will be reduced to little bits and pieces. Therefore, if I don’t post often, or if my posts have approximately zero to one photos attached, know that this is “the best” I have to offer at this point…perhaps just a patchwork of little thoughts. It reminds me of something I learned as a young mother, when my personal quiet times of meditation and prayer were often interrupted by needy infants. I read somewhere that our prayers to our beloved heavenly father don’t have to be a like a big, ornate blanket. God knows our hearts and our needs, and He appreciates quilts too…simple moments of time when we lift our hearts to praise while nursing an infant…or when we send up little (or HUGE) requests for grace while struggling to keep calm and mother on in the midst of messes. Whatever you’re doing this July, I pray that you’ll be busy practicing the presence of God, as I also hope to be doing. May we find peace and rest in His presence, and may God bless you on your spiritual journey!
“Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits,
even the God of our salvation” (Psalm 68:19). “O prepare mercy and truth, which may preserve him. So will I sing praise unto thy name for ever, that I may daily perform my vows” (Psalm 61:7-8).