My journal entry this morning: I am grateful for the Word and all its truths. I hardly slept a wink last night, tossing and turning, checking the clock every other hour, robbed of peace. We made offers on two homes this week - one on a newer, spacious, practical house about which I did not have a good/peaceful feeling, the other on a smaller, older, charming house I liked instantly but fear we might outgrow before the kids are grown. We are in waiting mode. Our trusty and hardworking realtor (who's shown me about 50 homes throughout four neighboring cities) may have had it with me. … [Read more...]