Which turned out to not be in its usual spot. We had taken it in JT's truck when we went out of town and hadn't returned it yet. JT wasn't due home for another hour, and by the time I made it back out to the car, a few minutes had passed and Greystoke was already sweaty. Quite calm, a little confused as to why I was just standing there looking at him through the window, but ever patient as he always is..., and definitely sweaty.
The police guessed that the car had some sort of electrical failure since one of the doors would also not open, even after manually unlocked.
Except that JT, when cleaning yesterday, put away all of the kids' toys way up high in the garage where I can't reach them...all but the Legos and one bouncy ball, and then went to work.
So we are having to get creative with what we play with today. He cracks me up,
What is my vision of God's purpose for me? Whatever it may be, His purpose is for me to depend on Him and on His power now. If I can stay calm, faithful, and unconfused while in the middle of the turmoil of life, the goal of the purpose of God is being accomplished in me."
Life can be anything but calming, it can totally challenge our faith. It is ridiculously confusing.
But it can be.
And that can sometimes require a constant refocusing, but it's possible because of Him.
He always has. He always does. The uncertainty, the confusion, the sadness, the thankfulness. And He can turn them all into success.