The Lord really laid things out for us with this move. His path was clear. And somehow I assumed that because of that, it would instantly be like putting on an old comfortable sweatshirt. But it's change. It's transition. It hasn't been as easy or as comfortable as I imagined. Our new house doesn't always feel like home. Being sick from pregnancy has really thrown a wrench in all my getting out and meeting new friends plan. It's been lonely. Aaron's work at the post office here has been different, our finances have stretched even more. I've questioned God. But in all of it, there is a peace. A peace in knowing that God knows what he's doing. Even when I don't.
Thankfully, we found a church that has opened their arms to us. We love them all already. We are so thankful for that. It has made our transition easier. But there is always a little fear in me. Fear at knowing that what they see is all they know. They have never heard our testimony. They don't know our story. They don't know the road we've walked. But, I can't deny God's hand in our involvement with them. And knowing what I already know, I'm hard pressed to believe that Aaron and I will be defined by our past. And this is where I, again, have to choose to believe that God's redemption is stronger and more powerful than any thing we feel defines us.
I'm hoping to get back to blogging as much as I can. It may be spotty until things level out a little. But, I miss you guys! I miss sharing my heart with you and I miss sharing what God is teaching me. How God's stretching me. Blogging has become part of me and I love connecting with you all. So, I won't be putting it off for much longer hopefully!