If there isn't a mountain of paperwork then there is a meeting, a call or a visitor and suddenly you look up at the clock and it's time for bed and the next thing you know the month is nearly over. There are moments of fuzzy tired thoughts and others of complete clarity, strategy & purpose. And somehow, I still expect to hear the garage door at any minute and Dad to just walk through the door.
Somehow in the midst of it all I am excited more than before to see Heaven someday should the Lord tarry.
I'm also clinging to things we had in common, the love of small planes, using power tools and playing music. Makes me feel a tiny bit closer than the moment before.
To top it off I'm making a move to be closer to my mom for a while. This is a good choice for the moment but to add onto the stresses that February has brought also yields to packing and a move soon. I think I need a good rest.
God is still God, He is still good. He still works things together for the good of those who love the lord. He still has plans and hopes for us that lead to a grand future. He is still there. He still has everything under control. Everything.
I also have a billion selfish thoughts that I'm going to choose to not give voice to. Everything we go renders decisions that shape our character.
But really, I just miss him.
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