Do Not Worry

Dan's coming home! I get so excited, like a kid at Christmas. Sometimes I try to stay up and wait for him. When he's only home for hours you want to take advantage of every second. It is during these few days that I wish I didn't have to sleep. I wish I could sleep 12 hours a night, like Liam, when Dan is gone and then stay up for 48 hours while he's home. 

We're still trying to find our rhythm and figure out how to live on the tiniest budget possible. I've been looking for just the right job and I'm so grateful to have this time and space to do that. I am still trying to get photography gigs but right now I'm just trying to get Liam and I both acclimated to Nashville. I'm trusting in God, going with the flow and knowing that we'll be okay.

Last night a friend of mine complimented my laid-back approach to life. I wasn't always this way. Many years of living with a dreamer have transformed my worry. Many years of seeing God take care of us - a check would come in that we totally forgot we'd be getting, Dan would get a paint job or I'd get a photography gig and the bills always got paid on time. I keep telling myself that I don't need to find peace and comfort in a 9 - 5 job.

My verse that I keep saying whenever the bank account gets low is Matthew 6:25-27: “Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?"