Friday morning as I was heading out to drop the children at school before pre-op, I was met by the smiling faces of three of my sweet friends. Their arms were brimming with flowers and food to sustain my crew through the weekend. They had a combined 10 children of their own to get settled, yet they were there to pray with me at 8am. Isn't friendship awesome?
After we prayed, I laughingly confessed that I had such perfect peace I was convinced I was either being completely held in prayer or I was going to die that day. I have never felt so prepared. My affairs were in order: all the laundry and dishes were clean and put away, clean sheets were on all the beds, the house was clean (including my refrigerator), my bills were paid, four years worth of blog posts have now been turned into books by my FIL, my taxes have been submitted, even my car was clean! I have never, ever had my entire To Do list checked off! It was very, very weird.
My friend Priscilla laughed, "Well, you are certainly not going to die. NO ONE gets to leave under those circumstances!"
It was in that moment that I realized I was going to be just fine!