Welcome Home!

Yay! My hubby is home! (and I get my blog back!)

We picked Brad up at the airport around 9 am yesterday morning.  To say they looked tired would be an understatement.  I don't think either one of them had slept much on the airplane from Anchorage home.  I
don't think I could sleep on a packed-full airplane either. Brad said he thought he slept about 4 hours total. 

He didn't get much rest when he got home either.  Life was waiting.  His wife ( I couldn't wait to hear all the stories from Alaska and fill him in on everything that has happened here), his kids (Poptart immediately started asking him to go to her room and play), a car that needed to be taken in for repairs--welcome back to your life! 

I absolutely love to see and hear Brad once he's come home from this trip to Kodiak.  He is on a spiritual high!  The question he and I have is how do you sustain this momentum?  How do you not let life creep in and suck all the breath out of you?  How do you not end up right back where you were before you left?

We don't have the answers to those questions.  If you do, please share.  Brad and I both feel God is leading us......somewhere.  To do ........something.   For now though we are trying to live life as God would have us live it and let Him work out all the details.  My prayer is that we (especially me) will be ready when he says go, whether near or far.