The Path of Peace

We have our State competition for our Destination Imagination team this weekend. The giant puppets have finally been dismantled, moved from my living room, and are now eerily dismembered in my car, awaiting transportation.

While loading the giant snake, there was a rather ominous creak and he fell over, but he was not supposed to come apart. Asherel thinks she put him back together again, but we are not certain, and may be in for a surprise when we reassemble everything in the contest prep area.

Besides the State contest, we have a few surgeries, doc appts., end of year testing, and visits to folks both in the deep north and deep south, Matt's graduation from college and moving to wherever he will attend law school, and a dog agility contest to schedule over the next few weeks. When I go to bed, my head is a cyclone, with thoughts swirling and blocking all the sleep nerves.

I have a horrible memory.... I can't remember if I have told you that before or not... but anyway, there are a few Bible verses I do remember. They fortunately all can be called upon in time of need to remind me of the peace and provision of God. The 23rd psalm, the Lord's prayer, "Be still and know that I am God," and ,"I look unto the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth." For the past few nights as I awaken in the middle of the dark, endless night, I have been reciting those verses in my head. They drive back the storm of tumultuous thoughts, and I sometimes have not even reached the end of my meager cache of memorized verses before I am snoring.

By the time morning comes, all those worries are still there, but they seem to have less of a stranglehold than they do at night. I even sometimes feel a lightening of spirit. Nothing has really changed. I think there is a good chance the snake puppet won't work, but even that symbol might indeed be a hopeful one, at least to Eve.

Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

¹ I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?

² My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

³ He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber