Over the last year, I have been asked a lot what it is like to move as often as we do. I have really sat and pondered on this question. Because quite frankly, I have not had an answer. It is hard to explain the emotions, prayer, and preparation for each move. We find houses, make them home, pray for our children, and make many memories in every one of them that will forever be cherished.
But Indy… brought me clarity. Indy also gave me the answer to the burning question so many seem to have.
Many people do not know April 2019 we closed on the perfect house in Atlanta. We were content. Atticus turned two, Ander was born within two months, and we were happy with our Georgia re-location. I lost my Granddaddy two years before our move and I was really struggling being away from my family. For the first time in four years I was within reach of them. However, torn being away from Nick’s family. But, little did I know what June 2019 would bring.
Sweet Ander was born and three days later Nick was offered a different position. Were we excited about the offer? Absolutely! For three years we prayed and asked God to open the door if this was where Nick was supposed to be. Well… not only did He open it…. He swung it wide open! But… not exactly how I had it planned.
You see the funny thing about God is when you tell Him your plans, He laughs and shows you His. God also knows that I am faithful to any prayer He answers and that I also support my husband beyond words. Our initial offer was not one we wanted (well… me more than we :)). So, we prayed for clarity and after many nights of discussing the offer, we turned it down. I could instantly tell Nick was upset. This is something he had worked so hard for and prayed about since we started battling infertility. To him this was a failure.
But God was not done. Two days later he was offered the same position with a different location option. This time I smiled and said “God, I hear you! Loud and clear!” He knew Nick was meant to be in this position, but I honestly think He was testing our faithfulness to His plan.
Trusting His plan brought many hardships and lots of tears. Over the next three months, I cared for our two year old and newborn, packed our things in Valdosta, moved to Atlanta, sold our house in Atlanta, watched a moving company pack our things and take them Indy, house hunted in Indiana, all while supporting Nick while he was away at training.
I say all the above to say this. Is Indiana where we wanted to be? Absolutely not. Is Indiana where we want to stay? Also no. But the clarity Indiana has brought me is something I will forever cherish.
Indy has taught me:
- God is always on time. Never early and never late.
- Faithful prayer and obedience to His divine plan is always the answer.
- God was protecting me from things I did not even know were coming.
- But most of all, Indy has taught me that I am a lot stronger than I ever imagined.
Being 13 hours away from my family and six hours away from Nick’s family has forced us to fully rely on each other. We have been blessed with some of the best friends Indy has to offer and learned that life has so many unexpected curves but the way we face them is all that matters.
” Wait on the Lord; be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart; Wait, I say, on the Lord!” – Psalm 27:74