It’s been a full four days.
Thursday morning started in AZ at 3am and ended in OR at 11pm. Friday I decorated a reception hall with friends of my mom’s for her wedding reception and drove with my sister and her family to visit my dad an hour away. By the time we got back to our homebase at my cousin Billy’s house in Grants Pass it was late. Saturday I was able to visit with my sister, play with my precious nephews, chop my fair share of veggies for the food my cousin worked so hard to make for my mom’s wedding reception. Saturday after the wedding we were all drained I’m sure. Emotionally and physically. I went to bed at 10:30 and had to be up at 2am Sunday to head to the airport in Medford. Apparently the rule about getting to an airport two hours before your flight leaves does not apply in Medford, Oregon. There were three people sleeping in an empty airport when I arrived at 3:15am. They finally opened the ticket counter at 4.
I got home around 10am today and thought I’d tough it out and go to bed early, but I only made it for about an hour and had to take a nap. It helped, but I feel that overly fatigued feeling I felt when I used to work night shift. Gotta get back on schedule. Tomorrow is back to school!
I was stretched this trip. Outside my comfort zone. I’ve asked for that though. I don’t want to live by my own strength or by what I can see and explain. I want to live by the strength of the Lord and by faith. Building on that foundation laid in Christ. Running the race set before me. Looking to the Author of His-Story in me. And when I’m “outside the camp”, where the Rahabs are and the cross is… where things aren’t so controlled and understood, I know its not by my adequacy or my sufficiency but Christ’s!
For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come. – Hebrews 13:14