Light at the end of the tunnel

Wow.


I was gonna leave the post at that, but that might lead to wild conjectures as to what I mean by that. Let me clarify. There is a very good chance that my wife will be coming home in 2 days. That's right, not tomorrow, but the next day. That's great, especially considering how well she's doing and how fantastic Isaac has been for her. And now that I'm almost at the end of this, I look around and try to take account of what has actually happened over that last week. It is amazing how much I've had to get done, and how much of it all that is actually done, considering my 3 little distractions. Even with my mom's (amazing) help, it's seriously enough to make a grown man cry and a sane person lose it. But I haven't lost it, and I haven't even cried once. In fact, I'm doing pretty good. How can I be so calm and rational through all this? The Hand of God. It has been on me this whole time, that's the only way you can explain it. To know that He is with you, it's an amazing feeling while you see everything around you going crazy. I've got a thank you list that Carrie and I will process when she gets back, but my Father is at the top.

Speaking of crazy, Precept started up again last night, and I got my schedule. I'm teaching not once, not twice, but FIVE times this semester, which is about 3 more times than I expected. I'm also teaching for both classes, and my first class teaching is the first week of February, which is about a month sooner than I expected. Yikes. Oh and did I mention that we're going through Hebrews? Which means I'm TEACHING on Hebrews? Yeah...