transition

We are moving out of our house and renters are moving in.

In a week we will be in a new home a few miles west of here on Clinton Avenue.

In 68 days we will be on our way to India (!)

Then we will be living in Eden Prairie, and then who knows where (!)

Our dreams and longings of the past few years are becoming a reality. It's very bittersweet. Dreams and longings don't often factor in the hard/uneasy/uncomfortable moments that are involved in making dreams happen.

I didn't so much think about the actual moving process--the packing, the cleaning, the purging, the recruiting of people, the adjusting to a new space... What I thought about was not paying such a high mortgage, getting a different view, more space, a back yard, etc. Those things have all been fulfilled in living at the Thompson's house until we go to India. We will be paying next to nothing. We will have a pretty view out of the back window of the sunset, we will have a larger living room and we will have a back yard, complete with a swing set. God provides.

We will also be in a new area where many of the residents have less mula, play loud music, speak different languages, have looser reigns on their children. Maybe this is somewhat of a pre-cursor to India? I think of this saying when I have feelings of fear about where we are moving: "The Will of God Will Never Take You Where the Grace of God Will Not Protect You." I am really going into this move, claiming freedom from fear! I am determined to not be afraid, to claim and participate in the freedom we are offered through Christ. He has brought us to this home and answered our specific prayers, I need to trust that he will protect us and that this time of preparation for India in all actuality probably be really sweet.

More on all this later, I am tooooo tired to keep writing. Transition is tiring. Especially with at 15 month old! I am sooooooooo tired... but hopeful and very thankful.