It's a miracle that I have fingernails. I bite them when I'm bored, nervous, or awake.
I really have no reason to be nervous. I know that we don't want to be where God doesn't want us. I know that if this is our house, it will be ours, and no one else's.
So why can't I turn off my brain?
I have always been the type of person that when I decide to do something, I want to start doing it yesterday. Waiting around for someone else to make decisions is really hard for me.
So I feel the need to go get some boxes and start packing things. I don't even know if our offer will be considered, much less accepted. I'm going to have to stop obsessing.
(And yes, I realize it's a holiday weekend, and I will NOT hear anything before Tuesday.)
2 Corinthians 10:5 b
and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;