6 months and counting.
We leave sooner and sooner with each passing day.
It's weird.
I was talking to someone at work yesterday who really encouraged me by reminding my family and I to keep it straight. That well-meaning friends could confuse us, perhaps bring us to a point where we are completely overwhelmed and have no idea what we are doing. But she said to remember the reason we are going. To not forget exactly what it was that we heard from the Lord concerning our move. That original purpose, that original word that the Lord spoke to us about our departure.
Like Noah, we may face people who don't understand our act of faith.
Like Job, we may face accusation and ridicule.
Like Abraham, we are being called to a different land.
She mentioned that perhaps right at that moment, someone was praying for our family, an organization, a ministry, a church, a family, a person in need. Praying and asking God for a family, our family, to come for some purpose. When she said that I got shivers. I knew. I knew that there was someone down there in TN/KY praying for us right at that moment. It was incredibly encouraging. Incredibly warming. Kind of like being able to take a deep breath and breath for the first time. It's true. He's preparing the way. And not only is he blessing us in this move, but he's calling us down as an answer to someone's prayer. How cool is that?!
It's reassuring. Knowing that you are destined for something. A plan. A purpose. A time such as this.
--MovingGirl
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