Moving Realizations (Part Two)

It's been 339 days (11 months and 4 days) since God moved  us to Jamestown. And in just 2 days, God is moving our family again. My heart and mind have been processing and reflecting and pondering...I am looking back to remember the goodness of the Lord over these 339 days. I had to go back and read my Moving Realizations Blog Post and to my surprise, here is what I wrote at the end of it,

"And this is just the beginning...I'm afraid to say it but know it's true, God has bigger mountains and moves to come and this MOVE is just preparation." 

It seems a lil' crazy, but God is definitely in it once again. I cannot give you eyes to see or ears to hear and understand it, but God can. And he is truly giving me eyes to see Him in my life and ears to hear Him. God is in the business of the unexpected. This move was definitely not on my radar, but I just love to remember all he has done in the past 339 days and how he has prepared me to move again.

I have realized:

I have loved this lil' two bedroom duplex. It brought me to a place of contentment that I never thought was possible. We termed it our 'mini mansion' and it became more than a roof, it became home. It made me richer in faith and comfort. I will never forget the mouse about the house... the carpet in the kitchen and the shower curtains that I taped to the floor to make the spills bearable... or the many bike rides and walks around the park path that really seemed like our very own private park and bike trail.

My main ministry and priority is one strong muscular man who strives to serve and love Jesus while leading our family and 3 lil' pillow-top pairs of hands that constantly want me for something. And I am excited about this mission...again God is in the unexpected. I was told I wasn't the stay at home mom type. But God doesn't call the fully equipped and ready and expected. He called me...for More of Him.

Christ is all and is in all. The church God provided for me was not in a building. It was through a group of moms that met on Thursday mornings, it was through one on one walks, talks, and praying with friends, through email biblestudy, and it was through the growing pains of learning to be a fulltime homemaker and mommy. I prayed for God's goodness and He allowed me to taste and see that He is good. My tears well up to think about how beyond faithful He has been to me. I cannot believe the level of friendship and spiritual heart work that happens when God's people pray together.

I learned and realized even more that I can be who I am in Christ, and not hold back, and God moves supernaturally. I am not my own. I belong to Jesus. I want to be raw...for my heart to overpower when my face is makeup free, my hair in a ponytail and my yoga paints on. I want to live a Raw Jesus life...nothing glamourous just pure wholesome fresh breaths that could only come from Almighty God and the one and only Savior Jesus Christ.

And last I am realizing that God is on the move and He is inviting me to come. So I will expect the unexpected. Truth be told, I don't want to start over. I have formed cherished friendships, a godly contentment that couldn't have been gifted to me any other way, a deepened faith, and honestly I thought I had arrived at my destination...but as I said before, "this is just the beginning." As I read my bible, God's nature and work is complete. He never starts over...He just continues moving on and says, "come!" (see Revelation 22) Jesus is coming soon! There is not time to get comfortable and lay roots like I thought.
No, He is The Root.
He is the Alpha and Omega.
He is The Beginning and The End.
And that 'He' is all I need to make it through another UHAUL full of boxes, a new space to make our own, more strangers hoping to call my friends, and a faith that shakes with doubt and fear but is steadfast in remembering what God has done. I am excited and so grateful for the last 339 days. Thank you my Father for all you've given to me. Amen.

A Selfless Word

It's 5 minute Friday and I'm linking up to keep myself accountable to blogging because i like to write and remember my journey...


These are the rules for 5 minute friday
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
Now, set your timer, clear your head, for five minutes to just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

The word for this week is: WELCOME

Timer set
Go...

She's only 4. Almost 5 she would say. I asked her what she thought welcome means. She answered, "to have someone into your home; have them for a picnic." and then as I watched her sweet personality and listened to her soft joyful giggle, I recalled seeing her at preschool when I picked her up the other day. Two friends ran to her and hugged her as she was running to me. She loves her friends. She has always said that is her favorite thing about preschool.
So I asked her, "Do you have the most friends at preschool?"
"Yes."
"Why do you have so many friends?"
and she answered the most precious answer, "Because  they are special to me."
I think she gets it. She understands what welcome means...to know that God created each of us special and treat them that way. Welcome...it's a word that is selfless and she knows it at 4 years old. What a miracle she is to me.

Stop!