abiding

So, today (after singing quite loudly in the shower at 9am in an exercise of calming down my worries by worship) some hope!  After our house has been on the market for 16 days we finally have our first viewing tomorrow.  The house is what I have now termed "ship", which is short form for "ship-shape" (because who's got the time for the second syllable?) and I would be grateful if you'd pray with me that whoever comes here tomorrow would be "the ones", and fall head-over-heels for our little beautiful home.

this complete dependance on God business is no piece of cake.  It's been a difficult week, trying to find my groove as the new bread winner in the family.  Last night a dear friend (you know who you are!) gifted scott and i with a few hours out and we sat in a coffee shop and did what Walter Wangarin terms "the work of marriage" - in other words, we divided up the duties.  i have kept bathrooms and grocery shopping but am thrilled to say that Scott has most of the rest!  Now i have to do the work of not micro-managing.  I feel you all out there feeling with me.

It's also been a difficult week dealing with anxiety.  Selling our home has proved no easy matter, and i'm getting tired of hoping every time the phone rings that it's our real estate agent.  ironic that i was in the shower when he finally did call this morning.  I was singing that song
whom have I but you?
though the mountains fall into the sea
whom have I but you?
though my coloured dawn may turn to shades of gray
whom have I but you?
though my questions asked may never be resolved
whom have I but you?

do you know it?  it helped.
my dear friend (you still know who you are) also gifted me with a massage this week.  actually, it was technically termed a "release" of my gluteus maximus (why did they give it a technical name that screams "HUGE!"?) - which technically means her elbow was digging into my butt cheek.  anyways, as we were talking, whenever the word "house" was said my whole body would instantly tense like a rock.  it's amazing to me how you can work so hard to keep your thoughts and actions centered on trusting and hoping and resting in God, but the stress gets pushed into your body anyways.  how do we stop this?  how do we live lives that are truly totally abiding?  i guess practice makes perfect, but i'm really hoping that this practice session is almost over!

thanks for all of your prayers for us, your words of affirmation and kindness when i meet you at the grocery store or in church lobbies, your continued interest in our lives and children's lives.  i will definitely post if we sell the house in the next few days.  and, hey, have i ever mentioned that i love comments?  that i actually might check for comments numerous times a day like a total nerd?  that my blog-savvy husband just showed me how to open up my comments so that anyone and everyone could write one to me? 
just saying.

Psalm 127 has been medicine for my soul this week.  go read it, and rest in God's love (as well as you can).