Lost and Found

I've discovered that when a drastic change occurs...I lose it...just for a few minutes, you understand. But, I do lose it.

Michael has always reminded me that to ignore reality is a form of temporary insanity...why is he always right? Mainly, because he's much wiser and more mature than me. He calls me his '#1 Worry-Wart'...at least it doesn't happen often.

Today when I 'lost it' I clipped the carport while backing out...with the car, no less. But only because he parked it much closer to the clipping side than usual. No problem though...did no damage to either.

I'm reading/studying 'The Dream Giver'...an excellent short book about Ordinary, a nobody who lives in the land of Familiar. Like many, his life was very ordinary...you could say he was 'in a rut'. We've lived in areas of the country where most lived a regimented life...day in and out, month by month, year by year with never a variance. Happy yes!

My life was never the same...ever! And I once thought I had no dream, but like Ordinary, I stirred and stirred inside...what was the stirring about? About something Father had in mind but hadn't quite shared all of it with me. Of course, He had in mind exotic things like Greece, Ethiopia, Germany, China. My mind was more like...simple stuff.

Tell you what...I always wanted to live on a horse ranch. I always wanted a convertible. I always wanted to live in Colorado. Impossible dream for a girl from the oilfields of West Texas who married a guy from a tiny oil boom town in Oklahoma? Could have been but the #1 Master Creator stepped up and...woohoo!

During the fourth quarter of our lives, He put us in the US Forest Service to tend to a 50 acre spread in the high country...where else? Colorado, of course! The two of us had a heaven on earth w/eight horses to tend...four months each summer for four years. Beautiful meadows, creek running through it, wildflowers, wildlife! Besides all that, we found an antique International Scout that we renovated, took off the top (convertible) and four wheeled all over the Rocky Mountains...just the two of us...woohoo! My three dreams all in one beautiful package, courtesy of our most loving Heavenly Father.

He was simply softening me up for? Aargh...the earlier mentioned exotics...out of my comfort zone but who was I to question the Expert? Took a deep breath (actually a whole series) and stepped out of the boat...way out.

Now, another change is in place...one that momentarily took my breath away causing my loss of control...only momentarily...very momentarily.

Now, I've recovered and here I am...“The key to change...is to let go of fear.” I let go ~ because I KNOW God is saying, "Vasca, you've nothing to fear. Trust me." And indeed, I do...oh yes! I lost it but I found it...woohoo!