Christmas is quickly approaching, and I can't say that I am quite ready yet. Oh, yes, the tree is up and decorated...all the ingredients for the pozole are ready to go, most of the presents are wrapped...but every room sings of "moving day" rather than Silent Night. We have boxes everywhere, the boys' loft is apart, and resting in the hallway, complete with mattress until we can find time to bring it to storage. Such a strange feeling to be packing at Christmas, but hey, I am NOT complaining!! We are SO thankful that we have a buyer for our house/land. When Luis lost his job in September, things looked pretty bleak. We talked of "plan B" in case he couldn't find a job...in case the bank took our house for lack of payment...it got pretty scary for a little bit. Little did we know that God was strategically placing all the pawns in place, knowing full well that the "check mate" was just a few obscure moves away! OK, enough of the chess metaphor. But seriously, our situation had been troublesome for some time now, and Luis and I were praying for God to give us some kind of idea, or plan, to change our financial troubles. Now, if God had told me that Luis was going to lose his job, and we would contemplate moving (again!), I suppose I would have laughed in disbelief, much like Sarah in the old testament when her husband was told that she would give birth to Isaac at the age of 90! But, as I have learned over the years, God knows all the details, and, in His wisdom, doesn't share every "crossed T and dotted i" with us for our own good! Surely we would try to get in on the action, thinking we are so savvy, and make a mess of a perfect, well thought out plan. I am so glad that God is God, and I am not, and he knows exactly how to make the right things happen, even without my help!