For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

This morning, watching my husband get ready for work, I was struck with how much life has changed in the past two years. How could I have known what Jeremiah 29:11 really meant? I clung to that verse, trusting, hoping that God really meant it. That He really did have plans for me that included hope and a future. And here I am, two years later, married to my best friend (who I didn't even know existed two years ago), halfway through a graduate program (which I only dreamed of one day being able to do), and mom to six children here on Earth (while two years ago I was mom to two and mourning the loss of the third to a miscarriage). Life is a whirlwind these days. Schedules, work, kid activities, housework, school, visitations, church, squeezing in friends, and the myriad of things that make me go, go, go. But I have never been more at peace. I have no idea what next month holds, let alone next year. I don't know what jobs we'll have, how we'll fit everything in, if the house will ever get organized, or how the kids will continue to adjust and change during all of this chaos that surrounds us....but I am at peace. I am directly where God wants me. Securely in the path He laid out for me. Yes, it is a broken road. Yes, we have our baggage to carry with us. Yes, there are dings, bruises, hurts, fears, wounds, scars that have molded us. But the hope is overwhelming. The future is not feared...for I know, I KNOW, that my God has it in His mighty, capable, loving, all-seeing hands.