Sep. 12, 2008
Dark Cloudy Days
Posted in Just Ramblin
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Moving is not fun! Just incase you've never moved or if it's been a really long time, let me assure you it is not fun. I don't care how much of an adventure you try to turn it into for the kids. At the end of the day, when your normally tidy house is in disarray amidst half packed boxes and there is barely a path from the bedroom to the bathroom, it is not fun! I've had several dark days, inspite of the sunshine. Those clouds that just hang over you, no matter what you do to lift them. There are a lot of reasons, and thanks to praying friends, the dark clouds are lifing. This is a great move for my family. There is no doubt in my mind - when I can think out from under the clouds - that the Lord's hand is guiding this move, each step of the way. We'll be closer to family. This is a bonus as it has been years (13) since I've lived close to my extended family. We get a chance to start fresh after three very difficult years. No one knows are past, and so there is no one to be unforgiving and hold it against us. It will be a fresh start for all. We have several church choices - and interestingly, my children are leaning toward the more conservative option, as their preference. The kids always amaze me. MattMann is settling in, after many days of tears of leaving the only home he's ever really known. I'm grateful for praying friends, as I believe this has made all the difference. We're even taking part of his dirt pile with us. The dirt pile, is more of a pit, that he's dug in the back yard, but he spends hours out in it digging, playing with his trucks, just being a boy. LizBeth is thrilled to be around "babies" ranging in age from 4 years down to 2 weeks in age. Today, was one of the hardest good-byes. A young mom, that I've known for six years, since before she was a mom, when she was a college student. She signed my quilts ( I made myself a signature/going away quilt for all our homeschooling friends to sign). She told me I'd been the spice in her life during our friendship. That sometimes I was the salt. It was sometimes bitter and hard to take, and other times I was the sugar, that sweetened things, but that regardless, she'd grown, and she was thankful. Don't know about you, but I was ready to cry. How do you answer that? What do you say? I thanked God, because it means, even when I can't see it and don't feel it, He is using me for the Titus 2 role that I feel so called to. I will miss her and I pray that we will be able to maintain our friendship, even through the distance. Even though we've had some really rough and rocky roads, and there are times, I'm not sure we'd have considered the other one to have been a friend, the fact of the matter is, that really, it's more than a friendship, she is truly a sister in Christ, and I believe that is why things are the way they are for us now, in spite of everything. And so, the official count down has begun. We have 17 days remaining in our big house in the mountains, before we move to our apartment on the coast. 17 days, to pack, and cry and say good-byes, and cry, and return library books, and cry (I thought the librarian was going to cry yesterday, when we went in for our last real visit) , and get in doctor's appointments, and incase I haven't mentioned it, I think we'll probably cry a little. We've lived in this house the longest I've live anywhere in my adult life or for that matter, anywhere since I was 11 years old, when my mother sold the house i grew up in and we moved from a small town to the city. I know it's a good move for us, I know the Lord has something special waiting, but it's so hard to let go of the familiar and say good-bye. Fortunately, I don't have to say good-bye to any of you, you can just keep on reading, from where you are and there will possibly only be a little hiccup of a change - a few days where I won't be able to write - in things for us. Praying His blessings on your day, MaggieRaye |
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