The pace of our lives these past few weeks has kept me away from blogging...several other things have also fallen by the wayside.

The word for the month of June has been "change". Our youngest daughter went from being a college student to a quasi employed worker. Our two other daughters and their families are also facing lots of change. Our best friends for 31 years have moved many miles away. My Dad's health is rapidly declining. Once a vibrant, engaging man, he is now less than 90 pounds. A man who doesn't eat, rarely drinks and is talking less and less each day...changing radically right before our eyes.

Have I mentioned that I hate change? I can barely move a stick of furniture without feeling faint! And yet, this is right where God has me...looking at lots of loose threads wondering what sort of tapestry God is weaving. I must admit to you that my emotions are bouncing around like a ping pong ball. You see, I want to see the end of some of these stories. I am not comfortable with mystery. How many of you are like me? You know the type that has to finish a book, even if it's lousy, just to see how it ends. The type that gets a little crazy when there is absolutely nothing you can do?

Recently, while reading the Gospel of Matthew in The Message, I came upon a most interesting phrase. Jesus is speaking to His disciples and tells them that He can heal them of their "inner torment". I'm hanging on to that...some days just barely.