June 25, 2012

It's early and I just couldn't sleep.  I feel like a little kid just waiting for the "big" event, which in our world is moving day.  I browsed one of my favorite blogs looking for inspiration in the home decorating world: Lemonade Makin Mama.  As I kept going back in time on her posts, I was reminded of my word for the year: GO.  Re-reading it six months later and I think, in that stillness when I really listen to His voice and allow myself to hear Him--He speaks.  He only speaks truth.  Always.

Half a year later and I walked away from my sixty percent contract, only to be led to a partnership where I will work twenty percent.  It is at my same site, but at a different grade level and subject. I am going.

Half a year later and we are going to move.  We are going to be closer to my parents and I think that proximity will be good in the raising of my children.  I have always said it takes a village and I believe this statement to be true.  I am grateful for the village: my family.  We will be closer to hear the stories of my 87-year-old papa who lives with my parents.  My kids can have servant hearts and learn ways to ensure his comfort and happiness only a couple doors down.  We are going.

Half a year later and the minute I worry about what to do with our current house.  God answers.  The same day.  The neighbor behind us is interested, she tells my husband.  Very interested, she tells me the next day.  She reiterates, "I want this to happen.  I will take great care of this place."  Moving to the corner will mean a larger lot, a larger space for her. . .where it has become almost bursting at the seams for us, it will be her definition of perfect. 

God is so good.  God's timing is impeccable.  God's plan and direction beyond anything I could ever have imagined!

Even when the voices are loud: insecurity, fear, indecisiveness, anger, children screaming. . .His voice is clear. Always.