Fireworks stand?

I think it's fun when life doesn't really make sense. Does that make sense? Like for instance, my husband is living in Florence for a week selling fireworks in a stand all by himself and honestly i can't really tell you how it all happened. So he is basically living out of a box, not taking a shower, filling his time by reading, talking with customers and way too much time to think. But he would tell you that this experience (although not ideal) has turned out to be amazing. I mean he is literally living as if he doesn't have a home- homeless. He has had time to do things he has always wanted to do, but never "had the time". How often do we say "i wish i could but i am too busy". When was the last time we made the decision to actually do something instead of just sitting on the couch watching television?
This experience, although short, is making an impact on who my husband is going to become and continue to become. He didn't understand why the guy who was supposed to go with him bailed at the last second or why he didn't have a place to sleep and ended up staying in the fireworks shed or why he couldn't find the public showers, but he knows now that something that initially didn't make sense now has meaning.
This small instance has implications far larger than i can explain. I know writing this- for those that actually read this- can understand how our lives can be molded by the strange and faith based decisions we make every day. Some are small and some are BIG, but God has something larger planned for us all. I take comfort in that.
Jer. 29:11