Weekend Call and Packing Craziness

As I pack up the house for our move Dan is busy with his last weekend call that he'll have here.  So far it's given him a run for his money as he not only has had clinic on his own this morning but there was a bad car accident in which he's had to admit eight people, four of them going to the operating room for huge fractures.  Dan and I are training for a race on Thanksgiving day that will raise money to dig wells in developing countries and have talked about finishing with a kick; I guess that's what he's doing today....Dan just ran into the house to get our pliers.  He needs to pull a large fish hook out of a boy's hands and the hospital tools aren't quite cutting it.

I've joked with Dan that this house packing is going to be a lot like packing for a family trip; he gets his own clothes ready, and I pack our luggage for all the rest of us.  So far it's been true in that I've packed up almost the entire house without his help, as he's been busy at the hospital.  However, I see it as a praise to ways that God has grown us over the last two years.  I remember getting ready to move here and being quite stressed about last minute details and bag weights as I took care of Caleb and Jael, even with Dan's help.  Now, two years later and one more kid, God's given me lots of peace about enjoying each day as it comes and understanding he's blessed me with the ability to organize well.  Instead of being bitter about not having more help I can use my "talents" (or maybe it's my OCD personality :) to help my family get ready for the move, and I'm actually enjoying the process.  Now I'm praying that this same personality can be at peace as we "drift" for awhile in the states until finding a home of our own :)