The Things I Do at Work

Today we had a storage day party... party is a bit of an exaggeration, but it was quite the event. See, in May of this year about ten schools donated hundreds of books to our ministry. And now I get to sort through them all! But it's good, because these little orphan and vulnerable babies have seen nothing like this before. I can't wait to see their faces when they get reading books, and math manipulatives, and posters for their walls... it's going to be a glorious day. I kept telling myself, when my back was aching from bending over and sorting through boxes, that this is all for the orphans. :)

Also, I realized today that I officially have 8 more days in the Dallas area... yep. I move out of Dallas in 8 days. It's coming soooo fast. It'll be weird driving out of Dallas knowing I won't be back for a year (well except for March for Jenny's wedding), but it's a weird feeling. And the days keep creeping up on me. I'm getting more and more overwhelmed as my list of things to do gets longer...but I read Jeremiah 32 today and verse 27 says, "I am the LORD, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?" Wow... wow...wow. No. Nothing is too hard for our LORD.

I need to remind myself of this verse as December 28th comes closer and closer. He is huge. He is mighty. He is miraculous and NOTHING is too hard for Him to conquer. :)

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