We are moving.
It is going to happen.
Whether I am ready for it or not, (which I am not ready for by the way).
All things point to the very real reality that it is going to happen.
- The fact that we sold our house that we lived in for the last ten years back in November of 2012. The house that has been my home the longest of any other place claiming that title. The house that 4 out of 7 of my babies were made in and brought home to. The house that I thought would be mine forever.
- The fact that 11 of us have been living in my parents 1200 square foot house since the middle of last August to prepare for the selling of our house and this upcoming move.
- The fact that my husband and therapist keep telling me that this is happening.
- The fact that we have notified the school that we are moving.
- The fact that the Navy has given my husband orders stating the same fact and I have been given the power of attorney for the movers to come and haul away all our belongings.
- getting shot records and making sure we have all the shots that their new school will require, making sure I find out what shots those are.
- Getting in those last minute doctor appointments.
- Meeting with the movers at our storage unit and unpacking all the boxes that I packed up so that they can re-pack them and have them be insured.
- Making sure I keep out the things we will need on our trip and once we get to our new location 3000 miles away from the place we all call "home".
- Doing this all on my own because my husband will be out to sea until 3 days before we move.
Even with all these worries I still try and find my trust that God knows what He is doing in spite of my mistrust, because there are signs that He is in charge along with the doubts and the fears.
- The fact that our house did sell, in a horrible market, at a price where we still came out ahead of the game. I feel that in itself is a miracle.
- The fact that He is taking us back to the place where our marriage got off course and we have a chance to right those wrongs that we have been living in for the past fourteen years in the same place it went awry. A place where we are forced to be interdependent upon each other.
- The fact He is bringing me back to the place where He promised me healing while sitting a hard church pew 14 years ago. A place I thought I would never go back to and wondered why He would promise such a thing and then not stay true to it.
We are moving, but I think that God is too.
It is going to happen.
And I have to trust even in the midst of my mistrust.