Yesterday, riding along to church, I was mesmerized by the sight of a naked tree against the sky, and suddenly it occurred to me: where did fall go? Summer, for that matter? I'm so busy!!The holiday season will be begin NEXT MONTH!!!! We're between two houses. Tim can't move furniture because of the sciatica issue. (At this point, it's pretty bad, and he is receiving physical therapy, which seems to be making matters worse, not better). I began to panic a little. How is this going to work out? How is this possibly going to work?!!!!!!!!
I said, "Tim, really, we need to hire professional movers. There is just no way to get this all done. Thanksgiving is coming, and it's chaos, just chaos, and what if it's Thanksgiving and I(gasp of horror) DON'T KNOW WHERE MY TURKEY ROASTER IS?"
Of course he looked at me like I'd sprouted an extra head. "We don't need to worry about that right now," he tells me.
Our livingroom outfit is in the new house. The dining room set is here. The stove is here. Most of the dishes are there. I've taken all my office books there. My desk is here. You get the picture, right?
It's kind of like school though. I worry about every assignment. I worry about every test. I feel stupid, and I worry. Sometimes, I am actually sick with fear. But when it comes down to it, well...I do okay. Usually, I do better than okay.
A woman is dealing with cancer, and the husband said, "We'll have to make a decision about chemo, and we have to..." I recognized the disbelief and the 'deer in the headlights look', the look of someone just coming to grips with the whole concept. I wrote him a little note. "Don't look at the big picture," I said. "You can't. It's overwhelming. We are not designed for that. The big picture is God's perspective. Just look at things one day at a time. The worries of the day are sufficient. One day at a time, you'll get through this."
Sounds pretty wise, doesn't it? One day at a time. Don't try to look at the whole thing. I'm a fine one to be giving advice, don't you think?
So tonight, I took another load of stuff down to the new house. I put the dishes away. I brought the empty boxes home. I'll fill them up again before I go to bed, and tomorrow, Tim will haul another load down, light stuff. A carload at a time, we'll get it done. One day at a time, I'll get through school.
Maybe, before this is all over, I'll learn to walk the walk, not just talk the talk.