the move
So I've made it to Nashville- at least, my stuff is here and I've been here in body for a few days intermittently. Can't say that my mind and heart are here yet.It's been quite a journey, often unpleasant, though I've been reminded that I need to think on things that are true, honorable, just, pure, lovely, excellent, commendable, and worthy of praise. Therefore, I will not belabor the shortcomings of the house I have moved into. Just know that they are many and I am ineffably grateful to Amy Mo (who drove my car up here and spent the first night with me) and my mother (who has been here for a few days, cleaning things I did not know existed) and father (who is on his way with power tools).
I wasn't planning to go back to Atlanta for quite awhile- I really felt the need to make a clean break and start building a life here. Not that I would (or could!) forget my friends (and the only people who read this blog) in Atlanta, but they aren't here and I need friends here. But, sadly, a funeral will bring me back much sooner than expected. And I will stay longer than necessary, prolonging this whole moving process.
But I remind myself, where God leads, He provides. So I must need this long weekend back in Atlanta. I am certainly grateful for it and really looking forward to it!!

1 Comments:
You have a reader in Boston, too! ;-)
I'm very sorry to hear that a funeral is bringing you back to Atlanta.
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