Tender mercies are raining down on me right and left. Maybe I'm getting extra help because of my brother's passing, or maybe I'm noticing things more, but I'm so grateful. After about six months of discussion and pondering, my oldest child has decided to move back home (with his dog!) to further his education. I don't know if any of us would have been ready for this five years ago, but ten years after he first left home, this news bathed me in gratitude and relief. It also triggered one of my favorite maternal instincts: Nesting!
As soon as I got the news, I started clearing and reorganizing the room that he'll be using. A few months ago when it was on sale, I bought two bedrooms-worth of the wood-look ceramic tile from Lowes that I have in my living room and Sam's room. I love this stuff! I decided I wanted to get my son's room tiled before he gets here, which was an ambitious goal, plus I didn't want to spend too much.
I found a cheap and highly recommended installer and thought I was all set but turns out he couldn't start for six more weeks. I tried to tell myself it wasn't necessary to have it done by my deadline but I couldn't stop thinking about it. So I thought, what the heck, why not pray for this very specific optional-but-desirable miracle! I knew it wasn't "necessary" but I really wanted to get the tile floor installed before next Friday when my son comes down to drop off his first load of stuff. Plus, I loved the idea of getting all this done while my husband's out of town. It felt like a stretch but I just *knew* it was possible to get it done by next Weds. Focused my thoughts and prayed. Prompted to call a contractor friend's tile guy who I assumed would be super expensive. He called me right back, is equally cheap, and will start tomorrow and be done by Wednesday! God is so good to me.
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