Changes are on the horizon for our little family. We will be moving to Texas!
This was not an easy decision. In fact, it was one of those decisions you make and you immediately feel like crying afterwards.
Life is going pretty well here in California. Our kids are settled, we’re settled, and we have close friends and family that we would greatly miss if we ever had to move.
So when my husband was presented with the chance to relocate his job to Texas allowing our family to be a part of a new church plant, we didn’t exactly jump at the chance to leave home.
There was no real obvious conviction to go either – no burning bush like there was for Moses, or a holy moment where God clearly instructed us to “go forth” like He did to Abraham.
All we could do was pray and wait.
Honestly, there seemed to be a thousand reasons to stay and a thousand reasons to go.
In my impatience, I just wanted God to shout down from the heavens and make it clear.
Instead, He seemed awfully quiet.
But soon we started to see it really wasn’t about going or staying. It wasn’t about trying to do the noble, more difficult thing to appear more faithful. It was about the state of our hearts – the part of us largely unseen to others.
“But are you willing, either way?” God seemed to whisper to us.
And that was when the doors flew open.
So in just a few months, we will be packing up our life into boxes and leaving a home we love.
Our kids are sad. My husband and I are sad to leave our lives behind here. The uncertainties are overwhelming. But beneath it, there is a great deal of hope for what is ahead.
The older I become, the more I see that the only way to live freely is to live trustingly. We were made for more than self reliance and a life held together by earthly stability.
We were made to become more like Christ Himself and to bring Him glory. And many times this requires us to lean on a strength much greater than our own.
This is what makes the unknown so terrifying.
But through Christ, all things are possible. And with Him, we never go alone.
In moments when doubts overwhelm (and there are many), I am comforted by God’s words to the ever unsure, small-framed, inferiority-complex ridden Gideon, “The Lord is with you, mighty warrior.” (Judges 6:12)
God’s call on our lives may not resound through our souls like trumpets or be as clear as the dew on Gideon’s fleece. But I am learning that He is always calling us to go, always whispering to us to trust Him in all things. For some, it means to cross the oceans for the sake of the gospel. For others, it means going deeper right where they are. The heart of it, as I’m seeing, is to be willing enough to let Him do a work in our hearts, wherever that leads. ❤