to do the next thing. . .

Sometimes life overwhelms-

then it helps to remember-just do the next thing.

So, Saturday I taught on forgiveness at a woman's meeting (Aye, a subject as deep as the Pacific)-next wedding planning, then dinner.

next I checked the bodice of Rachel's wedding dress (not necessary but a mother-daughter thing, you know.)

and next I went to bed, so I could get up-very early Sunday morning-to fly to California.

And this is the next thing-me in California, with my family, helping with my mother's care. . .

to focus on the next thing hedges in my life-

when my mind is crazy, "What should I do? Where should I be? Who needs me? Will I have strength. . .?"

hmmm, God's grace enables me to just do the next thing-

and I'm so thankful.

(and sometimes the next thing is Earl Grey with milk in a favorite chipped cup-)