Worry

I am sitting here listening to my little one wail as his father takes him out of the bathtub. I am sitting here thinking about the next 48 days of my life. Thinking of all the things I have to do, all the plans to be made, all the change that is to come. And I am not worried. I know my husband is taking great care of my son, no matter how loud he protests his pajama's. I know that however long or short 48 days seems, it is just the right length of time to get it all done, have everything that needs to be planned, planned. That change takes time, and while 48 days will not be close to enough, adjustment will come. And more than all of those things, I know that we are being taken care of from up above- where all of our provisions come from. Where my Heavenly Father, the Orienter of Details is taking care of us in ways we can never understand. And I am not worried. Stressed- yes. Worried- no.