When the shed came it arrived in large pieces and was to be assembled on site. However we have an impossible driveway that even trained athletes are challenged by; were talking steep and extremely curvy. So when the truck couldn’t make it up and the shed was a no-go, my disappointment was evident but not all consuming. Why? Because I prepared by praying. As I get older and slightly more wise its easier to realize quickly that in the grand scheme of life its just a shed, nothing close to the trajedy of something like world hunger which really matters. That morning I had a chance to pray and ask for the Lord’s perspective and guidance for the day and what a difference in made in the face of something going “wrong” and let me tell you that wasn’t that only thing that went wrong that day!
A Christian, married to an insanely gifted and talented Marine husband, mother to Gideon (15), Boaz (10) and our rainbow baby, Shiloh. I’m actually an R.N turned accidental photographer, currently living in Fredericksuburg, Va after completing our final tour in Okinawa Japan. You'll find travel, Jesus, and lifestyle posts here on the Journal.