I just read that last post and in the dark of night as the exhaustion of the day sinks in, my words seem so flippant. I am excited to travel, maybe, but will so be here, too. My default decision -making process would be to ask everyone around me what I should do...let's try this...where do You want me?
My mom has a new mountain to move. And I stand ready with grubby clothes and a shovel in hand. Or does He want me to just get out of the way and watch Him work? Where do You want me to be?