Wednesday, July 2, 2014
People keep saying, "Think of it as an adventure." But it doesn’t feel like an adventure. It feels exactly like what it is: an uprooting. And it’s painful. We’re leaving our family--which is the absolute worst part of this–our friends, and the community we’ve lived in since Rick and I got married 43 years ago.
People also say, "Think of all the new material you’ll have for your books." Well, the truth is I haven’t been short of material, and if I were, I think it would be easier to live with than this cross-country move.
The reason for the move is noble, but it doesn’t help. Maybe if I were more spiritual, it would. Or if I were less stubborn.
I have a lot of questions for God these days.
A lot of scriptures have been floating through my head, such as Romans 8:28: "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him." And 1 Corinthians 10:13, which tells us God will not give us more than we can bear. But the truth is, I’m having a difficult time reconciling those scriptures to my circumstances. I know, that’s where 2 Corinthians 5:7 comes in: "We live by faith, not by sight." But right now it doesn’t help, because the tears in my physical eyes are clouding the vision of my spiritual eyes.
So if you think about it, I could really use your prayers the next few days as we drive our separate vehicles across country, and in the next few weeks as we acclimate to our new surroundings.
One really great thing coming out of this is that I’ll get to spend an hour or two with Latayne as we pass through her part of the country. We haven’t seen each other in more than 5 years, so you can imagine how excited I am about that.
Beyond that, if I seem a little lost in the weeks to come, you’ll know why.