i keep finding this
on a chair
on the floor
on another chair
on my husband's back
in my husband's lap
it's been packed
and re-packed
and it's just waiting a stash of survival food
and the first of many phone calls
we are at the beginning of something new (for us as a family)
but something known and loved and missed (for ben)
as of 9.20.12, my husband is a wildland firefighter again
he says it won't seem real until he has ashes on his boots again
i say it felt pretty real to have him produce two forms of identification and fill out the direct deposit form
in the off-time, he's working for a great friend - doing carpenty, something he knows so well - but not running the job - something that is a huge change and a wonderful stress-relief - he just gets to go, do the work, and come home
and i am so grateful that our God ,who is so good, has provided a way for the trasition to take place, our God who has given my husband persistance in pursuing this new (old) job and humility and gentleness in trasitioning out of his previous job (a partnership with my brother), i am so grateful that God has given this firefighting back to ben, with the opportunity to make it a career - it's what he'll do till he's too old to do it anymore; then he'll retire
finding this pack anywhere and everywhere over the past few weeks has made me smile and reminded me to pray and trust
these next few months will be interesting as routines and details are ironed out
we have been hanging in here with just a tiny bit to live on as the partnership ending is worked out, but God always provides, just enough and just when we need it
He is so good
He is so faithful
He has proven Himself over and over
(though He wouldn't have to)
and He deserves all my praise