Packing

The day before THE DAY has come.

I didn't think about this day much. So, I'm having to process as I go about my billion things.

11:30 am and 2 cups of coffee down, still nothing in my suitcase. Looking at my empty suitcase I feel the anxiety I use to feel when I was in art class and Mrs Jackie would give us blank canvases to have our way with. Up until this point this trip has been this idealized image in my head. I know that no matter what I do the image I had in my head will not be what actually makes it on to the canvas. I know that for sure because I have God in play, He guarantees what I have imagined happening won't happen exactly--I am counting on Him having his way in these plans.. but I still have a twinge of anxiousness.


Zephaniah 3:17 (NIV, 1984)
              The Lord your God is with you,
               the Mighty Warrior who saves.
              He will take great delight in you;
              He will quiet you with his love,
              He will rejoice over you with singing.


Small win, I have hacked my iPod and am able to nab the 3k + songs on it and add them to the other 500 songs I have. So I FINALLY will have one complete playlist... hopefully. That is the goal at least.