Yep, it’s coming. I can almost hear the Jaws music playing in the background. Dun dun, dun dun…
Get yourself ready because pretty soon your husband’s job is moving to Charlotte. Which means WE will be moving to Charlotte.
Get your house ready because pretty soon some random real estate agents are going to be walking through your house and telling you all you need to do to get it ready to sell.
Get your kids ready because pretty soon they will be changing schools. Moving from friends. Our church. Their grandparents and aunt.
I am not ready. I am scared and a bit freaked out. We’ve been in our home for 17 years. We don’t do change well. But we’re going to have to. One of my favorite lines from any movie just so happens to be “adventure is out there” from Disney’s Up. I always thought that for our family, adventure meant travel. See the world, then come back to your little corner of the world. I didn’t imagine it would mean moving MY HOUSE. (Incidentally, wouldn’t it be cool to have your house moved by balloons?!)
But then I remember Jeremiah 29:11:
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
If I’m really down with what this verse says, then I need not worry or freak or stress. He’s got this.
Still, even though I know this, I still have moments of doubt and weakness and pity. I need your support and prayers. And I definitely need for people not to withdraw from our lives because our time here may be limited. I’m getting a little of that, or maybe I’m just imagining it. But either way, it hurts. I want to be bold and brave like Ellie…but right now I’m more like curmudgeonly Carl. A bit lost and struggling, but holding on to HOPE. And not giving up.
He’s got this.