My husband and my 16 year old daughter left for a 2 week mission trip to Nigeria this afternoon. I was planning to simply drop them at the curb and go off to work. I decided to park, and stay until they left for the gate. So glad I did. It took over an hour while they all gathered and got checked in. I rarely just sit, so this allowed me to take time to just rest in His presence, breath, and contemplate what was in store for them. It was meaningful that Pastors Paul and Michael were also there to send them off. Thanks PW and MV. All the family members gathered 'round and prayed over them...(thought of Mark Schultz' Cloud of Witnesses). I cried - not unusual for me. I'm not sure why - just the emotion of it all I think.

I am on my own for these 2 weeks with Ray, our 4 year old. (I re-read this and think - I am NOT on my own, I have Him, and a biblically functioning community surrounding me!)

It shall be interesting. I'm going to journal via this blog, so TJ and Jessie can read of our adventures when they return from their much BIGGER adventure.

Finished work on the south side of San Antonio at 4:07PM. Had to be at "school" to pick up Ray by 5 - to make it to swimming lesson. I was worried that I wouldn't make it with traffic on I-10. But I arrived early enough (4:50) to stop by the house and get my swimsuit too. Thanks be to God for light traffic.

Because I had my own suit, I was able to get in the water with Ray after his lesson and "practice". That was fun - and refreshing...it was 100 degrees at the pool.

Ate at Taco Bell. I'm dieting a bit, so that I'll look wonderful for my hubby when he comes home- I like Taco Bell's low priced "fresco - drive-thru diet" when I'm doing fast food. Ray ended up eating his taco, and most of my 2nd one ..so I got to "diet" even more than I'd planned :-)

Taco Bell is in the same parking lot as a Walmart super store - so we walked over and bought plums for dessert. Juicy and drippy as we walked back to the car.

And the adventure of the evening: When we arrive home, a mouse in the sink!
History - we have a SEVERE mouse problem. In the past few months, using mouse traps strategically located, TJ has eliminated over 80 mice. Yes, that's right, eighty. I asked him to not put out the traps, because dead mice are not something I can handle.

So I enter the kitchen, and out of the corner of my eye, I see a mouse JUMP in the sink. I shreak and run out of the kitchen. Explain to Ray that I saw a mouse in the sink, and that it scared me. I catch my breath, and go about other things - to give the mouse time to go hide somewhere. I'm thinking maybe I should have allowed the mouse traps, and had someone come clear/re-set them every few days. Back in the kitchen, I glance hesitantly toward the sink. I see a tail. And them it jumps... I shreak again. Apparently it got into the deep half of the slick porcelain sink, and cannot get out. Now what am I going to do?

I called my brother-in-law, Kris. He will be here in about an hour. I avoid looking in the sink, although I can occasionally hear the mouse jump.

Kris just arrived. He looks in the sink. No mouse. Kris thinks it went down the drain - which in our antiquated house just goes out into the field. We run hot water. We make a plan for mouse traps. Kris agrees to come clear/re-set every few days while I'm out of the house.

My prayer request is for patience, and to truly, completely, live to feel the joy in each Moment at a Time. If I get to thinking of all that has to get done in a day - or for the week, I get rather overwhelmingly stressed. My prayers have been answered so far today.

So One Moment at a Time, and I know God has it all taken care of...and I thank him now for what He will do tomorrow - and in the next few days with the mouse :-)