Well, okay, after all my big talk about how Steve and I are braving the waters of a long-distance relationship – I ran into a little speed bump today.
It’s weird because he leaves a lot, but today was just a day – this particular day – that I did not want him to go. I have a demanding week coming up with work and then I leave for a speaking gig in the mid west before he gets home and having him walk out the door this morning was just…disheartening. And I was not brave or a big girl or any of the things I would like you to believe that I am. I was a baby. And my eye was twitching violently. And I got a nosebleed. Not even kidding. Stress does the strangest things to me, I tell you.
As the day went on, I kept simmering in my sorry emotional stew and Steve checked on me a couple of times. He’s nice like that – and honestly, it’s one of the things that helps us do this traveling thing. He’s very considerate about making sure I’m okay and making sure I know he’s okay. That’s a win.
Also, the wonderful guy who makes lunch for our interns on Mondays cooked ribs today. That’s also a win.
Finally, my dear niece, Noel, returned from her weekend sojourn to Salem (Sojourn to Salem: such a good band name!) and I love when she comes home!
Tonight Steve will call after being on an airplane for a long time and in airports for a long time and in line at a rental car company for a long time, and he will pretend to not be tired. He will ask about my day and act interested in the fact that I had ribs for lunch. He will tell me who he sat by on the plane and I would bet good money that he will tell me about a chance that he had to talk with someone who needs Jesus. My beloved is so good at finding the eternal treasure in the temporary trial. Tonight, I will go to sleep thanking my Father for days that are filled with stress – because they remind me that my life is filled with His grace.
Behold: He is good on stormy days and His power is perfected in my eye twitching.