When bad news comes at 1:00 and fantastic news comes at 2:10, and the news is for two completely separate things that have become intertwined, I find myself in my flesh.
After the blow of today's bad news, I was totally expecting the other news I was waiting on to be equally bad. But it wasn't. It was the best news we could hope for for!
Which has my feelings so mixed. I know God's going to show His perfection in the situation, as He always does. I know that I can't speed up His timing, even though my timing looks better on paper (not that I have His plan on paper to compare mine to). That would mean that I am in control. To be at peace, I need to give the control to God. And it's hard.
I did my human thing, made a couple of phone calls, sent an email. Impressive, huh? Alright God, let's see what you can do! Praying, and asking for prayers to be lifted up for us.