Today begins our new adventure. The house is 98% packed, just some kitchen things to take care of- last dishes, etc.
The U-Haul is packed as well, just waiting the beds and final boxes. Hubby will drive the moving truck while our sons and I drive in the other car.
It has been forty-seven days since we announced we were moving out of state. It’s crazy to think of that, but it’s true.
During the past eight weeks we have seen incredible challenges and incredible blessings. We have had unknown numbers of friends and family praying for us, unexpected monies come in, and many, many hands come to pack, sort, toss, etc. as we prepare for our move. I have been shouting out on Facebook every time someone came and helped, just to praise God for His goodness.
Now in our final hours here on the farm, I look forward in faith. My destination is unknown. Yes, we know which state and city we intend to arrive in tonight, but as to the particulars, I don’t know them. It seems crazy, foolish even, we’ve been told. When I look at the stories in my Bible though, I see similar stories– stories that seem far-fetched and almost “unreal,” but for the truth in them.
Creation itself is an incredible chronicle of God’s amazing idea that cannot be understood in our finite mind (Genesis 1). Or Noah and an ark made for rain, which had never fallen (Genesis 6). Or Moses being told from a burning bush that the estimated 1million Israelite slaves would be “let go” by Pharaoh (Exodus 3).
Hebrews 11 is called the “Hall of Faith” and is full of story after story of God and those who believed when it seemed crazy to do so. Incredible stories of men and women who stepped out in faith, not knowing where God would end their journey. Still, they started it. One step at a time. Until they arrived.
And so it is with me. God speed to you on your journey too.