I’m a firm believer that when we’re looking for it and let it happen, something greater than us is ordering our days. So when plans change I try to not immediately react, but to step back and see if there are bigger puzzle pieces being arranged on my behalf.
Several days ago the friend who invited us on this trip had to cancel. I confess I was somewhat relieved, as I explained here about how my overly-vigilant nervous system was freaking me out. But we’d also been talking a lot about the trip and in small ways I’d started to become excited.