Currently we’re at our daughter’s for a couple of weeks, holding down the fort while she takes our grandson to distant travel ballgames. Tonight they are coming home, only to leave again on Wednesday. Her house is small, and weeks ago my husband and I discussed where we might go for a few days so that they could decompress and recover from life on the road. We decided on the Ark Encounter, which is about 250 miles away.
There was a factor or two that made it impossible to make hotel reservations or buy tickets in advance, not to mention the possibility of the trip falling through completely. I’m a planner, and as our time here drew closer, I noticed myself becoming irritated that I wasn’t able to make any plans. But evidently that’s a bane of travel ball—not knowing exactly when the weekend ends because it’s dependent on how well the team does over the course of the tournament. I know that’s how travel ball works, and that made acceptance easier.
I have to remind myself to put my trust in God and things would work out the way they’re supposed to. I’ll just have to wait patiently and see what happens.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. ~Philippians 4:6-7
