As I’ve written in several other posts, over the past six months Glenn and I have been learning the art of flexibility- or as I like say, “open handedness." It’s a tough lesson to learn, but a good one. We are instructed not to worry about tomorrow, and I think a main reason is that you never know what tomorrow will bring.
Last week we learned that a project that G is working on just got moved forward a month- which means that we are coming back to the States a month earlier than expected. We were both really disappointed- we had been looking forward to a trip to Germany to see Glenn’s grandma as well as a trip to Scotland that now were going to be canceled. We are, of course, excited to see everyone at home, but we’ve loved our time here in England and were sad to see it ending earlier than planned.
And then the unexpected happened.
The next day (it’s funny how God works) G was approached by his UK boss about the possibility of us returning to the UK for an additional six months to a year. Needless to say, we are pretty pumped about the idea.
So our tentative plan is the following:
We fly back to the States this Saturday. We’ll probably be on the Gulf Coast the whole time we’re home. While we are there G’s company will work on getting G a work visa to come back. Once it is authorized we will be flying back to the UK where we will stay for…well, a while. (I make no guarantees anymore) We are hoping to be back in the UK by April.
I may or may not have danced a jig in excitement.
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