If you’ve been following my weekend, today is the day my wife returns from Florida. Although the night included Andrew waking up at 1:30AM claiming “something was in his room,” the night was pretty uneventful. Woke up to both boys ready to play at 6:55AM. During breakfast, I broke a tooth. Strange for me…I’ve never had teeth issues. But, for whatever reason, that bread seemed too big for my tooth to overcome. That was trial #1. It’s been crazy. I’m ready for Meg to be home and know that God wants to continue sanctifying me, exposing my heart’s weakness in this crazy day.
Got time this morning to do reading, (read Spurgeon on Colossians 3:1-2), listening (Chandler’s latest sermon as well as an excellent sermon from JR Vassar on what the church is to be and do), and cleaning (flooded the kitchen with laundry water). But, looking forward to heading to Wichita around 4 to get my babe.