So much has happened since I last blogged. The biggest thing is that we moved. But there is so much more that I must process it here...
Since January 28th we've been going non-stop. We moved and cleaned our old place for two days while Andrew had off. Then we unpacked just in time to pack again for Minnesota. The day before we left for MN, our washer was leaking from the upstairs closet through the floor to the kitchen downstairs. We fixed the problem (or so we thought) and went to bed. When I woke up and went downstairs, the floor was flooded with water and the ceiling was pocketed with pools and still dripping. This was literally 20 minutes before we had to leave for the airport. So we called our landlord and left a mess for him while we caught a flight out of here. We got to Minneapolis after a long day of flights with a restless, noisy toddler. We had about 24 hours before things went even more south.
While we were in Minneapolis (the day after we arrived), Sybil started throwing up. She threw up for 12 hours and woke up every three hours that night. The next day she had diarrhea...and the next, and the next. So, instead of visiting friends in MN, I was inside Ashley and Tristan's house almost the entire time tending to a sick baby. The day before we left, I was able to venture out for coffee with two different people. Then we came home and Sybil wasn't sleeping once again (and still isn't). It's February 10th and she is still sick (but with an ear infection now). Andrew has worked every day since we got back from MN and we've had something every night.
We are exhausted.
I told Andrew that I haven't felt this tired since I had a newborn. I know he feels almost the same. But in the midst of feeling so tired and being spent, I can't help but feel closer to God. I need him every hour and so I cannot ignore him like I so often do when things are going smoothly. As we were on the first flight to Minneapolis and Sybil was a mess (and all of the above had just happened), I felt the Spirit remind me that this all will soon be over. It's such a short time that we spend in discomfort. The flight will only last 2 hours. The sickness will only last a few weeks. The problems at the house will soon be fixed. Etc. Even in our darkest hour here, it's nothing compared to the darkness we'd experience away from God if he hadn't saved us. All of this craziness--although a lot to handle on our own--is nothing in light of eternity with Jesus. When I remind myself that Jesus reigns, and will forever, this light and momentary affliction is just that--light and momentary.
With that said, we're still praying for rest and for a break from this craziness soon.
