The big move

So I had planned on posting every sunday, but unfortunately just got internet back yesterday - so updates:

And they made it

With no Keith around 4-wheel
moving becomes all muscle, no
trailer.  6 men later - oh yeah
They got this thing!!

I've decided moving... is like having a baby.  The initial idea is exciting but a little scary.  You start planning and the anticipation builds.  Over several months you start picking out new things for the house and getting ever more invested in the idea.  Then there are some bumps or scares along the road.  The actual move takes work and effort, you're exhausted after all the boxes are actually in the house.  After several nights with few hours of sleep due to the lack of a mattress, staying up unloading boxes. trying to find the smallest things that normally have their place but are now who knows where.  You vow never to move again.  Then slowly you settle in to a new routine, the house becomes familiar.  You can turn a light switch on without searching for it, you recognize the little squeaks the hardwood makes, picking them out from the other sounds around.  As time continues on maybe someday, when the partial amnesia kicks in, you forget about the pain, the hard work, the plans not going quite according to plan, and eventually there may come a time that you decide - oh just one more move, we're ready for the adventure and challenge - and then starts the next addition to your family scrapbook -a new home

After the work of the move, the frustration of a new computer system at work, and not knowing where to even go for groceries.  The Lord sent me this tender mercy.  I took a few minutes to marvel at the Lord's creations as I watched the sunset through the "forest" of my backyard.  Thank you heavenly father for reminding me, that with thee I am more than my small self and can do great things with thee by my side.  

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