Amazing that, God willing and a blizzard don't hit, this time next week at this time we will be in Denver. Maybe we'll have the truck unloaded, too! It's a crazy time, and you'll forgive the sporadic posting...soon the computer will have to go into a box, too, you know! Emotions are all over the map, joy and grief all mixed together. What I do konw is that God is present in all of it. Truly the grief is a gift, to let us know that we loved and were loved, here, in this soggy, dark place called Portland.
I ran across this prayer by Thomas Merton while filing, and it seemed most appropriate. I share it with you.
My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself,
and the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you.
And I hope that I have that desire in all that I am doing.
I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it.
Therefore I will trust you always, though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death.
I will not fear, for you are ever with me,
and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.
from "Thoughts in Solitude"
