Eight

It's been less than a stellar day
and we are eight days away from embarking on this journey

in fact this is the 3rd time tonight I have written this post

I am just tired
The emotional wear & tear of something far bigger than we could have ever imagined is just proving a tad bit overwhelming.

Frank has been prepping & packing the camper & cleaning out the sheds
And I feel somewhat useless
baby bug is clingy
I am doing laundry, changing diapers, putting kids down for naps, and to bed, and cooking and lots and lots of dishes...

but it doesn't feel like I am contributing

add to that.. the older kids are playing and acting...well... like kids.
I guess it's just that I expected them to HELP

and I was going through a box today and I came across a poster.

I would show you the picture but I can't get that to work either.

Romans 8:4-15
God's Spirit beckons.
There are things to do & places to go
This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid grave tending life. It's adventurously expectant greeting God with a childlike "hat's next papa?"

thinking we better hang it up somewhere inside this camper as a daily reminder/