catalog

When last I wrote my blog,

I was sitting in front of the fire savoring Christmas memories.

I was resting,

being thankful for the goodness of the Lord during my first year of widowhood.

The new year was certainly full of uncertainties,

 but I knew I was secure in Christ. 

I knew He was shepherding me in His will.

It was settled that I would stay in this home for at least another year.

I gave the house we looked at before Christmas not another thought.

Time to start taking the Christmas decorations down.

Time to relax, the holidays being over.

Then, I went to the mailbox.

Inside on that cold, rainy, wintery day.

I found staring up at me...

a commonplace catalog.

These fill my box nearly every day.

Most of them get thrown away immediately.

That catalog did not get thrown away.

It changed everything!

I know this highly charged "moment at the mailbox" happened before January thirteenth

because my sister came on that day and she became a huge part of the start of this process. 

So let's say five days into the month of January,

 I was thrust on an unforeseen path,

  moved along, 

guided,

by a hand not my own. 

✋

"The mind of man plans his way,

But the Lord directs his steps."

Proverbs 16:9

*It will take me a little while to get through this story notwithstanding any more computer glitches.

Access to my photos is still not working correctly.

I am completely overwhelmed with packing as well.

My motivation and drive to write are nonexistent when I'm tired and weary.

Thank you for your patience as I pace myself,

 deal with a stubborn computer,

 and contemplate the distribution of a house full of 50 years of my favorite things.