Thursday, August 02, 2007

Our provisional existence

We've been homeless and housesitting since Monday. We're waiting for a housebuy to exchange so we can move to Exeter. It could be today. Could be tomorrow. Could be some other day...
It's a strange way to live... waiting... this word appears pertient:
Come now, you who say, "Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit"— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead you ought to say, "If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that." (James 4v13-15, ESV)