We have just made our fifth move in six years. No small accomplishment with two children under the age of seven and a half. My husband and I are both preacherís children so moving around a lot was on our list of things not to do when we got married.
God has had other plans and He has always worked everything for our good. We can see His handiwork in each step of our journey from state to state. Each move has brought promotion, friendships, and life changing learning opportunities. Itís taught us to enjoy where we are at the moment and not put off until tomorrow, for we might be too far away to do or be with them when tomorrow comes.
Though we couldnít count our blessings if we tried, every place we went seemed a place for the moment. We could see immediate purpose but try as we did, there was never a sense of home, no future expectations...
The first of this year we moved to the beautiful mountains of North Carolina, not unlike the Ozarks of Arkansas where we met. Quickly there were lots of changes. I was unexpectedly led to go from homeschooling to teaching a kindergarten-3 class at a local Christian school with our children enrolled right next door. We immediately connected to the community, found a church home in a neighboring town, and my husband was promoted to plant manager.
Things were busy, but we seemed to fit. We already knew more people here then in all the places we had been before and God was blessing.
Then our Landlord stopped by and told us she wanted to move back into her big family house and we were faced with yet another unexpected move. Something completely unexpected by us, but planned by God.
We were unaware that our new church had been fervently praying for the family God would have move to this quaint farm house that one of the ladies needed to sell. As our pastorís wife took us to look at the property it took our breaths away. Not just the white picket fence and the pristine view, but the details that only God could know.
One of our favorite pastimes in former moves had been to drive around the country-side and make private little wish lists. We asked each other often, ďif you could have anything in a home what would it be?Ē And here it was, all of it, right in front of us.
It was much more than we could afford, so we took it to the Lord, and waited patiently to see if He would work this miracle for us. And of course, He did! The first of November, we moved in.
On November fourth my husband lost his job.
Our choice is clear, fear or faith. So with each box I unpack and picture I hang, I am choosing faith, the substance of things hoped for.
And as I prepare the Christmas decorations it is with hope and peace that we are truly home. Itís Father God who has brought us on the journey and it is not possible for Him to forsake us. With no doubts, this year, we will finally be home for Christmas.
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