Moving kids and being ready for miracles.

Moving kids and being ready for miracles.

It’s true. We’ve taken the leap and accepted great career roles in a far-away city. Our family now begins the physical and emotional relocation process that will require giant shifts in our experiences as a family, and as tiny people on a big planet.

People sometimes reveal their own experiences – or fears – with their reactions to the uprooting of our school age, happily ingrained kids. Some gasp at our decision to move to a big city, or away from our cozy community. Some know they’d never do it, and I totally get that because it’s not easy. Truly, though, the people who know and love us most react the same: the hand of God is clear and it’s too exciting to miss.

Lock arms: Go. A move like this is a process that requires us to be intensely united as parents, and keenly aware of wide little eyes on our reaction to each step along the windy road. Beginning with the first one: knowing it’s the right thing to do.

Check. (Even if there hadn’t been a coyote in my back yard.)

Now as each twist and turn invites us into a risk or lures us into a worry, we believe in the most important truth. God’s got it and all things are possible in Him. A move like this can get overwhelming when we react to what only we can see. But there’s so much more that we can’t see and that’s always where life gets miraculous. As long as we are willing to take the jolts of our own expectations being unmet or our own plans being thwarted, we will see that something better is right around the corner.

Today we found out that we didn’t get the house we thought we wanted. So up rose the invitation to fret about timing and orchestration of high school and budget. But I was able to squeeze by the slimy pit of worry because my heart’s on God’s larger view…and my husband is a visionary.

Steve is brilliant at seeing the biggest most exciting possibilities in every aspect of this move and his vision is inspiring to all of us. So we soar all together. Plus, somehow, on father’s day, I got the gift of my first little red convertible.  OK, I’ll face tomorrow with the possibilities of a great blue sky and unimaginable God-powered strength.

 

 

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7 Comments

  1. Evan Forester
    Jun 17, 2013

    Hey that is exciting! It’s great that you are following God’s lead. Great things happen. We moved pretty far away ourselves and have loved every minute of it. Definitely full of challenges, but a great growing experience and God has done amazing things.

  2. David R.
    Jun 17, 2013

    Good luck!
    And let’s have a pic of you in that convertible. 🙂

  3. Miriam
    Jun 17, 2013

    Yes, “God’s got it” indeed. We lost out on a house once and it turned out we would have been right in between feuding neighbors if we had gotten it. Relish the adventure. The best is yet to come!

  4. Suze
    Jun 17, 2013

    From experience, I know that He has gone before you and has prepared the perfect place for your family to land, and learn, and bloom, and grow! Oh how we’ll miss you. Oh how we can’t wait to hear of your adventures. Oh how we wait with bated breath to hear how God will be using His open vessels there where He is planting you all. Many Hugs!!!!

  5. Vicki R
    Jun 17, 2013

    God is good. So what is this little red convertabile? It will fit right in with S CA. Will miss you but know God will use you in many great ways.

  6. Sue
    Jun 17, 2013

    In his heart a man plans his course BUT the Lord determines his steps..Jesus said follow me…:)

  7. Ray Sammons
    Jun 18, 2013

    House hunting is so much fun – every house is a place to live! But, when one is selected the real work starts – the work of making it into a home (that is fun too).

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