Change is in the Wind

Kara is the Queen of Denial, and I have been taking lessons. I have actually shoved the very thought that I am leaving for three weeks, to the farthest reaches of the back of my mind. So, nothing is done.
I am leaving tomorrow morning at dawn, and I have not packed. Usually, I pack a month in advance, because I like to be prepared. Today is going to be a panic.
The good news, is that I am likely to blog every day once I get to my destination.

Life for those around me seems to be in the midst of much change. There are children leaving the nest, lots of moving, new jobs, deployments. There's a lot of change.
I think I am on the edge of my seat to see what new things are coming in my life, too. There's been a few things already. I am very open to it, you see. Change is good.
It is interesting to watch it unfold in those around me too. Everyone handles it differently. We are watching the events that are our story unfold before us.
These are the tales we will tell our grandchildren.
This is the good stuff.

I was reading my bible this morning. Isaiah 54 and a passage in Joel.
The Isaiah passage speaks of God's goodness to the woman who is rejected by her husband. That chapter sustained me during some of the most heart wrenching times in my life.
The Joel passage says, "I will make up to you for the years the sweeping locust has eaten..." That is a verse I have often hoped would be true in my life. There was so much that was consumed during my husband's betrayal and abandonment.
I hadn't read these passages in quite a while, and I got to thinking about how God has fulfilled them in my life. It's sure been different than I expected. I always thought it would mean a new husband, and more children, and financial prosperity. Instead, it's been this way of providing for and protecting us that is often miraculous. It's been peace and joy in the most real sense. God has indeed been a husband to me.
Reading over those passages this morning, showed me that the hope I placed in them years ago has come to fruition. I am no longer a woman in the midst of the shrapnel that was my life, clinging to promises of Scripture. I am now living a beautiful life, and am confident of the stability of those promises.
Most of the time.
Although, I would still love to have the husband/children/prosperity part; it is not really the goal. The goal is Jesus. The goal is today. And if He adds to that, then I pray I will not forget the lessons I have learned here.

Now, I need to go and pack.