Last evening, he said that we were meant to be catching our flight to the UK today. He teased me about being much better than what I had initially made him to believe. I had told him that I may have to stay in bed the whole day and could be too weak to do anything on my own. He acted out some bits of it, and said that instead I have been going to work. Hilarious. It wasn't a complaint. I suppose for someone who is very serious about keeping track of dates it was a way of processing that thought before purging it from his database. He came to my room this morning, looking only half awake to reminded me again that we were meant to be catching a flight today.
To avoid disappointing him too much, we keep the weekends spontaneous. The weekends are way too short and often times we end up not doing all the things we set out to do. I would plan quietly but only let him know once I am sure we are able to fit it in. That's usually how Sunday evenings turn out. The two younger kids would take their afternoon nap and when they are up, I will let them know what we will do. We usually go somewhere for a walk or scootering.
I think sometimes God works along those lines too. I can be so eager to know how the future unfolds - whether it will be within my set of expectations. It is easy to forget that life is a gift of mystery. I don't get to know how it will unfolds until it unfolds. But with God, I have that confidence that at the very least it will be a walk or scootering into the sunset. That ought to be good enough for me.
Ecclesiastes 3
11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. 13 That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God.
To avoid disappointing him too much, we keep the weekends spontaneous. The weekends are way too short and often times we end up not doing all the things we set out to do. I would plan quietly but only let him know once I am sure we are able to fit it in. That's usually how Sunday evenings turn out. The two younger kids would take their afternoon nap and when they are up, I will let them know what we will do. We usually go somewhere for a walk or scootering.
I think sometimes God works along those lines too. I can be so eager to know how the future unfolds - whether it will be within my set of expectations. It is easy to forget that life is a gift of mystery. I don't get to know how it will unfolds until it unfolds. But with God, I have that confidence that at the very least it will be a walk or scootering into the sunset. That ought to be good enough for me.
Ecclesiastes 3
11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. 13 That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God.
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