With 61 days to go, there are so many things that have to be done. We cannot plan on when we leave, for we just don't know. I keep telling Bonnie that perhaps they will call and say they need us NOW. She says that when we put our availability date, they will not expect us before that date. As I said in a previous post, there are stories when the Headquarters need someone immediately for certain reasons. But time will tell. (Our availability date is July 15, right after our two daughters, Rebecca and Melissa, have their babies. Of course we cannot be available before we welcome in two new spirits from the Pre-Mortal Life.)
I guess in reality, 61 days is a lot of days. It is almost two months. Many things could happen in two months. Miracles could happen, changes could take place, the Lakers could lose their remaining games and the Jazz could win their remaining games, I could win the lottery, even though I never purchase tickets for the lottery, and many other things. Father in in charge and I bow to his management of the world, and especially management of Bonnie and me and especially the timing of all things pertaining to our mission.
Tuesdays have always been special to Bonnie. She wrote a song about Tuesdays, the day when she takes comfort, guidance, direction, and inspiration from the prophets, poets and "their own delicious words." How true.
There is guidance, inspiration, and comfort from many sources if we but look, open our hearts to hear it and receive it.
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