It's a drizzly morning, dark and calm and sleepy. I have a lot of work ahead of me today putting my house back together after pretty much ignoring it for weeks on end.
My sweet friend Lesley is staying with us this weekend while she does a show in town. She is such a very gentle spirit. Spending time with her is like journeying back in time. Truly.
Anyway, I can't let her see the house like it is, with stuff strewn all over the place. I've had a hard time getting back into the swing of things this week. Every day so far I've planned to tidy up a bit in preparation for Lesley's visit. And here it is the day before she arrives...I've painted myself into a corner.
I do want to take another moment to thank you so much for your response to our news about being foster parents. You've reaffirmed it for us. We especially love the comments that tell firsthand how being a good foster parent makes a difference in a child's life.
All along this journey, deciding whether we should or not, I kept saying to God "if this is what you want me to do, please show me." You wouldn't believe the affirming signs he's posted along the way. I count you among those signs.
Thank you, dear friends.