Stuck in the mud. That’s how I feel sometimes when I don’t feel like ‘things’ are happening. A constant, contentment. It makes me feel like I’m planted. Ack. For a while, I had adopted a new attitude in my present situation and was enjoying the state of pleasantville; however, sitting still was difficult. I found myself wishing for a mud pie movement. And then the bomb hit. My husband lost his job. While I never intended for my husband to lose his job, it instills hope in me that this could be our opportunity out. All of a sudden, the skies opened up and it seemed the wiggle room was endless… unless, there’s nowhere to go.

And that’s where we’ve found ourselves. With all the daydreamed possibilities, it seems for now that’s all they will remain. In this, I am reminded that God can give us the desires of our heart, but if its not in his timing, all other possibilities will remain unlined.

So, is this merely a daydreamed opportunity or the one written in God’s Will that will finally create movement in our mud pie?