Moving

We are moving out. The house is jumbled and emptier by the hour. This picture was taken yesterday as we packed up all the kitchen stuff.

It was a tiring day after a late night New Year's Eve service. The thoughts from Robert Murray McCheyne, which are in my last post have come to mind many times over these past days, and I sing, "Oh, Jesus is a rock in a weary land... a shelter in the time of storm."

In a few hours, Lord-willing, the first installment of our family will be leaving to stay somewhere else until we fly on Friday. Strange days, tired days, busy days are just more days to take refuge in Jesus - the rock in a weary land, the shelter in the time of storm, the One who is the same yesterday, today and forever.

"The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He does not faint or grow weary;
his understanding is unsearchable.
He gives power to the faint,
and to him who has no might he increases strength.
Even youths shall faint and be weary,
and young men shall fall exhausted;
but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings like eagles;
they shall run and not be weary;
they shall walk and not faint."

- Isaiah 40:28:31 ESV