I’m slowly trying to work through all our stuff in the unfinished area of our basement. My goal is to pack something everyday, as we inch closer to moving sometime this summer. I spent about five hours looking through memory boxes today, sifting through pictures, deciding what could be thrown away and packing things more efficiently.
I was overcome with an awareness of how God has worked in our family all these years. Looking back, I know that anything that has turned out for the good in each of our lives is because of God, His provisions, His grace and mercy , His love at work in and through us to turn our meager attempts into something of value and worth. I know it hasn’t been from my wisdom or strength. I cried many tears of joy today as I relived moment upon moment of God’s blessings in my family.