Okay, maybe a little.
For the last two days there has been construction in the distance that is blasting intermittently, or else a military base on the other side of the mountain is running drills blowing up stuff.
Either one is fine with me.
Except for one thing.
It sounds almost like the sound that we hear right before an earthquake.
FOR THE LAST 2 DAYS!
Edgy? No, why do you ask?
But it reminds me of something I need reminding of. I am not in control. Despite what I think. So the weird noise that gives me pause and the re-injured food that is just injured enough to slow me down but not enough to elicit help from friends is a reminder that I don't make the rules. And my careful schedule is at best a suggestion.
I am not in control.
But I know the One who is.
And that makes a world of difference.
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