Busy Days, Blessed Lives

I had a friend ask, "How are you guys?" recently, and this was my reposnse to her. This is less about the adoption, and more about the responsibilities of life at the moment: finishing a short plat, a house remodel in Seattle, homeschooling, adopting, starting a women's Bible Study at PLU, etc. Busy days, blessed lives.
We are ... stretching our muscles, I guess you could say. Running on the highest octane available! And though we can't think of a more "stressful" season of life between responsibilities, financial uncertainty, big decisions, timelines and deadlines, I have had precious moments of thankfulness and gratefulness that have to be only initiated by the Lord, because "life" would say otherwise at the moment: real conversations with Him about faith and trust. This season of uncertainly has brought emotions I haven't yet had, and doubts I had yet to trust the Lord with. I feel His nearness ... but not any false security that it will all work out the way I'm hoping it will. It has been sweet to me to get to feel Him sustaining me inside; for example, I had to pick up large rocks for 3 1/2 hours in the pouring down rain this week, and wheelbarrow them all the way up our driveway. I was alone, wet, sweating, covered in mud, blisters on my hands from hauling the heavy wheelbarrow, and my leg muscles were quivering from the strain of bending over and picking up the rocks for so long. But not once did my heart grumble, and I was acutally able to delight in seeing Christ sustain my heart in a not so "fun" situation. Something I could never have mustered up on my own.
So all that to say ... I'm not sleeping so well because I am so consumed with the things that need to get done, I've had a headache for about 10 days, and I'm still not sure if there is light at the end of the tunnel. Yet, in the midst, I'm okay with confessing my anxiety, praying for a miracle, hoping in something greater, and being sustained each day.