I woke up this morning with that infernal to-do list screaming in my head.  Pick up Euros, hold mail and paper, schedule bill payments, finish 2 blog posts and a podcast, laundry, pack, make sure I have adaptors.  Cook and freeze the leftover food.  Just to name a few.

The list seemed endless.

It started so innocently.  Waking up to a sunshiny Sunday morning.  Preparing for worship.  Making sure I had my music, my water bottle.  Everything I needed.

Then I realized I was running late.

I walk into the kitchen and see the kale I was going to turn into chips starting to turn brown.  I see the used food processor that I was going to give away sitting on the kitchen table.  I go into the spare bathroom and see the decorative cloth I've had “soaking” for 2 weeks.

I haven't washed it yet.

You know how I told you in my last post how I dislocated my ribs with the lopping shears – and they’ve popped back out again twice?  The pain has been sharp and strong.  And sometimes more dull.  It really is getting better.  But something’s slowing the healing process.

I keep tightening down.

After one of the nights where I didn’t sleep, I decided to go outside and work in the yard.  “Why on earth would you do that after no sleep?” you might ask.  Well, because I figured if I exercised more, I’d be more likely to fall asleep.  That’s usually the case.  And it was a beautiful day.

So out I went.

You heard in the 3 previous blog posts about how my friend Ruth and I had the opportunity to hear Sandi Patty at Carnegie Hall.  The fun we had in New York, and how great the concert was.  You also heard about how I didn’t sleep at all the night after the concert, and cancelled my trip to LA, where I was supposed to have a voice lesson.  How I was both disappointed, and experienced joy and blessing in the day when I was supposed to be in LA.

But that isn’t the end of the story.

You heard in Parts 1 and 2 about the wonderful opportunity I had to see Sandi Patty at Carnegie Hall in New York.  How Ruth and I got seats in the front row, even though we got to the theater later than we planned.  The fun we had walking through the city.  Unexpected opportunity and blessings.

A wonderful day.

In Part 1, you heard about the unexpected opportunity my friend Ruth and I had to see Sandi Patty at Carnegie Hall in New York.  Even though we bought the tickets about 2 weeks before the concert, they were General Admission, so we weren’t necessarily stuck with a seat at the very top of the hall.  We were already feeling blessed just to attend the concert.

And then this happened.

I just happened to be on Facebook when I saw it.  (’ve been spending less time there lately, so it was a bit unusual.)  A post about a concert at Carnegie Hall.  On Monday June 25^th.  An unexpected opportunity.

Only a few weeks away.

Ruth and I went walking a few days ago on the Airline Trail near us.  It’s an old railroad bed that winds through scenic woods and fields in central Connecticut.  We heard water laughing as it ran over stones.  We saw wildflowers blooming and old stone walls.

And then we stopped.