I am writing now, because I'm going to my cousin's house for the weekend, and probably won't have time to write while I'm gone.
But that's okay, because this is what I wanted to say.
I have these lovely cousins, see, and I love them so hard.
A long time ago, I was feeling overwhelmed by life, and then I got an invitation to go to their house for a week. I realized when I went that I needed that so much!
Their house is in the states, so it's far enough away that I really felt like I was getting away from everything that was bothering me, and I felt so restful the whole time I was gone, I just knew God had provided that escape for me.
A while later, the same situation happened! This has actually happened enough times that whenever I feel like I might be getting near the end of my rope, I'm like, "Well, I'll probably get to go to the Russells' when I get there!"
So recently I've been struggling, and it's hard to say exactly how I feel. I don't know if I would describe it as "the end of my rope," because though I feel very much overwhelmed, I do not feel overburdened.
Anyway, they invited me to come for the weekend, and I most gratefully accepted the invitation. I love that God has consistently prepared this home for me as a resting place when I need it. It's just really comforting.
So friends, if this isn't particularly encouraging to you because you have NOT had a resting place, but would wish that you had, take heart.
Know that the same God I serve is the one you serve, and just as He knows what is best for me, He knows what's best for you.
Even better than that, He will never forsake me, and He will NEVER forsake YOU.