Countdown: 9 Days (cont.)

Posted on April 14, 2010


I woke up today with my stomach and chest in knots. I’m nervous, almost to the point of sickness. It’s not that I’m having second thoughts about this move, rather that the reality of what I’m leaving is starting to really set in. I’ve been in Nashville since I was two years old. Sure I’ve lived other places, but never for that long, and never permanently. I am realizing every day that this move is going to take courage, and that courage is going to come from somewhere much bigger and much more bold than me.

Right now it’s in the mid 80’s and perfectly sunny. I’m sitting on the patio of the home I’ve lived in since I was six and the home I won’t see again probably ever again. I’m up and on my way out so the Realtor can show the house to potential buyers, and I’m hoping whoever moves into this house enjoys it as I have enjoyed it. It really is a beautiful neighborhood and I’m thankful for my time here.

This week I’ve got to get work done on my car, I’ve got 3 chapters to write before my meeting with my agent, and I’ve got my going away party on Saturday evening. It’s scary really, but beautiful.

James 1:2-3 says to count it ALL joy when we face various trials, knowing that the testing of our faith produces patience. I need to learn patience. I need to hear God’s voice more tangibly, and that means quieting myself and silencing the din around and within me.

How do you cope with seemingly overwhelming stress? Any pointers you can give me?