We start moving tomorrow and despite the seemingly never-ending task of packing up twelve years of accumulation, I am so excited! We are leaving the Big City and settling in a much smaller community about an hour’s drive away. Take a look at the view from the deck of our new home.
I’ve moved a lot in my life (23 times, I think) and every one of those moves has been an adventure. When I was young, that meant a new school, new friends, a new neighbourhood to explore. I rather enjoyed the opportunities to start over. As I got older, however, moving wasn’t so easy. Uprooting our children, leaving our friends, packing and unpacking the belongings of a large family – all of that had to be considered, and we found ourselves moving less often. And now, the house we are leaving is the one in which we’ve lived the longest in our entire lives.
There are those who have asked why in the world we would consider starting over in a new city at this point in our lives. I could answer that question in many ways, but the bottom line is this: we just wanted to. We prayed about it, asked God to give us wisdom and to guide us. We talked about it, explored our options, and did our homework for many months before we made the final decision. Then, God opened the doors. Wide. And He gave us complete peace about our decision.
The past year has taught us much about how the Lord leads and directs when we allow Him to. He always gives us the choice, but He wants to be involved in our decisions, no matter how large or small.
The key is in the consultation – giving God the opportunity to provide His input.
It’s the only way.
We are going forward with this epic move, knowing we have the nod of approval from our Father. He’s made a clear path for us when it seemed like there was none, and He’s given us the promise of a good life in our new home.
Therein is liberty.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths. Proverbs 3:5-6 (NKJV)