This evening Troy is at his last Worship/Praise team rehearsal at church. It is so weird that he is going already.
It seems like two days ago that we first started praying about moving to Haiti. Two days can really fly by.
Britt and Paige had fun harassing my dad tonight. He told us that he is leaving on Tuesday and won't be back for a couple weeks. They gave it all they had trying to lay on the guilt ... that he should stay with us instead of going. Their efforts went without the desired result.
On the flip side ... when dad got home from Texas last weekend, the night after us, Isaac walked into the room where dad was reading his newspaper and said "Hey Grandpa, what are you doing here? Why aren't you in Texas? This is OUR house."
So, Isaac continues to be confused about the plan and who lives where. He is especially confused about who makes the house payment at 131 Powell Circle West!
Dad will come back in time to take us all to the airport in February. Thank goodness, we'll miss having a guy in the house. Isaac is not much for unclogging the toilet (which he has clogged) or shoveling snow or just making us all feel safe. Dad, are you sure you want to go to Las Vegas?
Quote of the day:
I know that God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much. ~Mother Teresa
