I was supposed to fly to Atlanta this morning. I was going to meet with Leslie and be on a tv show with her again.
But the big season of crating decided to hit. We never know when it is going to happen. All of a sudden Jeff will just have a ton of jobs and is gone 12 hour days. You would think people know when they are moving. LOL But plans change.
I know about changes in plans.
I think that is one of the reasons I have a strong faith. I need that stability of God–knowing He will carry me through it all.
That is something I can rejoice in.