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)
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6 comments:

  1. You and Em as "The Mist..." conjures up all sorts of thoughts...! (Great name for a blog? The Vanishing Mist). Sorry to see you vanishing from here.

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  2. i'm praying for you boss, and i heartily second what Adrian says.

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  3. oh no ! we didn't get to say goodbye. sorry about that.

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  4. If the Lord wills it :) My prayers!

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  5. Ah, Exeter, town of the beautiful cathedral and concrete town centre. I do love it. And you are going to the church where the minister and his wife are 2 of my favourite people in the world. So it's all worth waiting for.

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  6. I yearn to be there.
    Trying to be patient is soooo hard.

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