I haven't blogged in about six months, and I actually have a pretty good excuse! Not a great reason, but it's pretty good for an excuse...as excuses go! : ) But first let me give my excuse a good back story...
On June 7, 2011 as I was driving across Texas with my kiddos, I had a little prayer time with the Lord. The kids were asleep, and I was stuck in traffic with nothing to do but think and pray. I felt the Lord tell me very clearly, "You're moving out of St. Louis next summer. It's going to be far away- out of state. It's going to happen very fast, so you are going to need to be ready."
I was incredulous. "There is no way I'm hearing this right!" I thought to myself. I just knew I had to be hearing voices. Of course, the Lord reminded me that He knows the future, and that He is perfectly able to give me a heads up if He wants too.
"But still, God, You have got to be kidding me! My family is ROOTED in St. Louis. Harry JUST started in a new job. I have found the PERFECT school for the girls. My closest friends in the world are in St. Louis!"
I went on and on. But somewhere, deep down in my heart I just knew. I knew that God had spoken to me. And I knew that as crazy as it all sounded, I needed to trust Him.
Well, this was kind of a big deal. It was so much of a big deal that I didn't tell Harry about it for a month! When I did finally get up the nerve to tell him, he took it quietly and said that we should be patient and wait to see what the Lord did.
So, for the next thirteen months we waited to see where the Lord would direct us. While we waited, we prepared ourselves for the move. I donated truckloads of items to Goodwill, painted and scrubbed, replaced all our appliances and packed all of our things that weren't in daily use. It took every ounce of courage I had to step out in faith and pack my things when I had no earthly reason to believe that I would be moving. There were so many countless times that I thought I must be crazy to walk so blindly in the direction I felt God was pointing me.
And this brings me to my point. At the end of February of this year, I felt the Lord really urging me to finish getting our things packed and our home ready to sell. I felt so foolish, but I was DRIVEN to continue. I didn't know a thing, and yet I just knew. But I wasn't confident enough to declare over the Internet that I was packing up my house because my family would be moving very far away to an undisclosed location in the not too distant future. And I really and truly couldn't think of anything else to write about. Really and truly.
And then, the Lord started to work on Harry. He shared with me that the Lord had told him that he didn't get the luxury of waiting anymore. It was time to move in the direction the Lord was pointing. But let me tell you one tiny detail. We still didn't know where the Lord was calling us. So Harry resigned from his position at The Word at Shaw in May of this year effective July 15th.
And THEN (deep breath), right around the beginning of July things really got cooking. Harry had sent out a bunch of resumes around the country, and had only received negative replies. ONE church in
California responded that they were interested. That was THE church. Bridges Community Church in Fremont, Ca. The rest is history.
Harry had his first of many interviews on July 26th. They offered him the job on September 2nd. Harry flew out to California on Sept 12th and the kids I followed on the 14th. We moved into our rental house on September 21st--the LAST day of summer.
And now we're starting over. And it's hard at times. But I can say with conviction:
God is so good! And I'm happy because I'm in His will. I've got a smile on my face because I'm where He wants me to be. Even if that means starting over...
This photo was taken Sept 22nd, the day after we moved.
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