Ireland is calling my name. My daughter Amanda and I started planning this trip a year ago. It was paid off in May and by August I was having misgivings as I looked at how packed the fall schedule was. There have been moments in this journey toward Eire that I wondered how I was ever going to squeeze it in between worship leading, camps, Fall fests, art shows, committee meetings, concert promoting, preparing for double worship services starting OCtober 19th and two weddings (one of which is my youngest daughters).

As I sit typing this last live post before boarding Aerlingus (the rest of the next two week’s posts are scheduled so please be prepared to keep reading) I see God had this in mind after all.

I am completely spent. Weeks of hard work both physical and mental have left me spent and hurting. I have developed tendonitis in both wrists and I have two fingers that are completely numb. I am having trouble lifting one of my arms above the shoulder and I just really need a break from details.

What amazes me is that God knew even when I did not that I would need this twelve day respite in the midst of my autumn harvest if I was going to make it through. He is a God who calls us to peace and even though we cannot predict our path He can! All we have to do is keep committing our way to Him and He will direct our paths aright!