The other day I read the question (probably here on WordPress), “Where do you expect to be in ten years?” I’ve been thinking about it and I just don’t know. I want more abundance and I want more comfort, but I want it to come to me where I am. If I’m still in this house in ten years I’ll be fine with that. I don’t expect to be tarred and feathered and kicked out of town. So I suspect that even if we can’t keep the house I will still be in the area. It’s probably a vain hope that the world will want to come and visit me when I don’t want to go out and visit the world. Still it bothers me a little that I don’t know what to expect. Perhaps as Christ said, “Today has enough trouble of its own.”
19 April 2023