I have about five titles for this little piece. I had such an amazing week – last week. Today I awoke still shaken. Late last night I had taken my biggest hammer to a wall where the biggest, hairy, threatening spider stared down at me. I’m fairly confident there was a smirk. I have never seen that size since two students, in days past, brought two tarantulas (they had captured on a desert weekend) to release onto my desk. I’ll save that story for another time but I am certain both students are, today, famous zoologists. Back to the spider, I succeeded in pounding it into the floor and have not yet assessed the damage. I had forgotten an important appointment on Friday so got into my car this afternoon for another chance and the garage-door opener had no power. I live alone so watched a u-tube and managed to open and close the door. I got the appointment done. Without my usual garage entrance I tried to unlock my front door upon return. Tried two keys and had to go through the garage. Opener broken, door-lock broken, scary things, and a text. The text started well but in the middle went downhill. I did not read the rest. What a day and the sun will not come out tomorrow because rain is in the forecast. What was so special about last week is that I had two aha moments. The first was checking an important conversation that was challenging off my list. It felt like a blood clot had been removed from my heart. Then, a wonderful lady included me in a missions meet-up that made me feel like part of the global movement to share Christ – my hearts desire. I’m at peace with God’s plan even though I am still a bit in the dark. Heart matters trump spiders. Do I need to limit missions trips according to spider population or can I be free of that fear?
