Everybody understands what a burden moving is. It has been rated just below death of a spouse and job loss as most psychologically trying of life's trials.
There are lots of reasons for this. You go thru selecting a real estate agent, listing the home, keeping it in pristine condition 24/7 for 10 months (that's how long our home took to sell in a horrible real estate market), suffering through literally hundreds of strangers traipsing through your home at all hours, lowering the price---twice; wondering whether it would EVER sell, putting up with advice from well-meaning friends, etc.
But, the thing that has hit us lately is our old adversary, Satan.
I have discovered that Cindy has been keeping quite a bit of her sentimental things in out-of-the-way places that I do not frequent---closets, drawers, under guest beds, etc. When I discovered the scope of this stuff, I began to panic. I started to realize how much more involved packing would be. Time is short---we are supposed to be moved on April 25.
When I would express my concern to her, she began to get an edge to her voice. Truth be told, I don't blame her for that because I tend to become anal under pressure.
(Time out---The electrician who is here right now just informed me that my circuit breaker box is defective and needs to be replaced. Oh, good---more consternation---and expense)
Funny, you know, how the devil uses times of stress and loved ones to cause us to quarrel and say and do things that are displeasing to God.
In the midst of all of this, I need to once again remind myself that my focus should be on Him---not on my problems. If I do that, He will see us through this period of stress. He always has.
NOTE---I am even more appreciative of His grace after reading today's RED LETTER BELIEVERS post by David Rupert. Please read the comments at the end of his post. And blessings to all of my friends.