4:00 a.m., Chilliwack, B.C.
Beep, beep, beep; the alarm clock sounds and I sleepily roll over. Other than the glowing numbers boldly announcing the time, everything is dark. Today marks our final morning in Canada.
Unable to fully wrap my mind around the changes we once again face, I start the day with prayer. My Father in heaven knows everything, even when I can't describe the emotions I feel or adequately express them in words.
As I pray I am reminded that He who changes not is also everywhere present; in this dark room with me, in the vehicle as we drive to the airport, in the airplane as we fly across North America, in Florida, and in Haiti where our temporary home is waiting for us.
Knowing this, gives me peace.
Psalm 62:8 a verse that has become dear to me in this past year states: Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us. Selah.
45 minutes later the kids are awake and dressed; the suitcases, cary on, strollers and backpacks are loaded and we are on our way to the Vancouver International Airport. I gaze out the window as the sun rises, casting it's first tendrils of light over a dark world. Somehow, I feel ready to go.
12:00 p.m.
Phoenix, Arizona
Together with Lydia, our travel companion, we've landed safely in Phoenix and are now waiting for our flight to Florida. I watch as Jayden works on a puzzle,
July 31
Florida
As we transition between two very different worlds, we're kept busy by various therapy appointments and last minute shopping. In the meantime the boys enjoy carefree days swimming in the pool and ocean and romping on the beach.
How amazing that such a great God, who designed the brilliant sunsets, is mindful of us and cares about every small detail of our lives. But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. (Luke 12:7a)
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