How I wish I could write that I spent the week partying away at some amazing beach! However, that was not the spring break God had planned for me. Instead, I spent my vacation moving.
Sounds like a drag and yes, it was a bit of one. Thankfully, my fiancé stepped up to the plate and packed everything the week before. All I really needed to do was hire a mover, a cleaning crew and a carpet cleaner and make sure that the job was completed. Oh, and cleaning the garage.
Yes, the week before was spent cleaning my garage -- the bane of my existence for the last three years. There were boxes I didn't have space for or look in for three years. And so, I had to be ruthless and brave -- for God only knew if there were cockroaches, scorpions and/or rats in there. The worst? I swore I was going to catch Hanta virus! And so, I threw away many things -- even books! Yes, I even threw away my beloved textbooks and school books. I decided that since we have gone to Common Core, most of my books were pretty obsolete. And so, I trashed them. I also found treasured photos -- not trashed, but which stirred up a host of memories that I would have preferred to let lie. The garage was finished on Friday evening; down to the wire as I had a dumpster until then.
We took a little respite and celebrated getting through the house. Tuesday, the movers came. Although they did a phenomenal job in record time, I now had the task of figuring out where to put things. Apparently, I hadn't thought that part out very well. The garage is now filled with furniture that is going to consignment. Or sold on Craigslist. Whichever comes first.
The cleaning crew came Thursday and had the place sparkling in a mere 4 hours; record time in my book, considering there was a stove to clean. Costly but worth it. The carpet guy came on Friday and in two hours, the carpets looked -- almost new? Certainly, much better than they had minus a little wear and tear. After all, I was there three years with two semi-grown boys and a cat.
At this point, I feel overwhelmed! I spent two days of break, feeling like a stranger in my new place. I sat in my rocker and continue to do so for the majority of the day. It is my refuge and place of comfort. So glad I spent a whole $5.00 on it a few years back. Change IS hard. But, I believe this is a good move. I am moving forward, not backward. And in my book, that's always good!
It is Saturday and I have a few small errands to run, then I can rest. Although I stopped at various times Thursday and Friday to remember Jesus and all He'd done, it wasn't as I would have liked. I would have liked to have attended church services. But I was busy...and tired.
I think about all He has done for me. Provided a roof over my head, given me the strength and courage I never knew was within me, helped me achieve the impossible -- surviving during some incredibly difficult times. And all I had was a few minutes to think of Him and His sacrifices? No, this is not the way I usually rock and roll, especially during Holy Week. However, I know He forgives me as only He can do.
Today, is a quiet day. It is the day before Resurrection Sunday. It was a quiet day as well some two thousand years ago. Think about Christ and His ultimate sacrifice. Suffering on a cross -- not just for me, but for you and the rest of mankind. God's ultimate plan for redemption.
If you haven't accepted Christ as your Savior, consider it. He doesn't care what you've done...He will forgive you. If you need someone to pray for you, reach out to me @LisaLehr1 via direct message. I will pray for you and put you on a prayer list anonymously. And yes, God hears our prayers.
So rest today and tomorrow, remember -- Christ has Risen! He has Risen, indeed! May you all find peace and have a blessed Easter!
As for spring break? It's kind of overrated. Summer's where it's at and there's only nine more weeks left until then!
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