Flying After a Leap of Faith

 Many times we get stuck in a rut. We get comfortable in our space and around our people, that the thought of change is not even fathomable. The familiarity of your surroundings and your daily life is [mostly] predictable. You know everything about that rut, and you love the people that surround you. You could never imagine leaving. Ever. Even so much as say it to your husband a thousand times that moving is the last thing ever you want to do.

Then God moves.

...and He says to move.

Not just across town or across the state. You move across the country.

Not for a calling in the ministry. Not to become active lay-people of a local church. Just move.

Of course job security-wise it made sense. Sam had stayed home long enough, he was ready for a job with a future. So God provided that job and the benefits have been astounding.

We wanted our girls involved in school and other children's activities. Everything we ever wanted was in the town God put on our hearts; and on top of that affordable!

I questioned myself and Sam over and over,  "Are you sure this is the right thing?" He would look at me with confidence and faith and say YES.

Fear pattered in my heart. My heart broke as I knew I would leave the people I loved, people that meant so much to me. Sam's heart saddened, as he too knew he would say goodbye to his familiar life and his family.  We would be close to my parents, and that was an exciting thing for us.

Sam never wavered. He has been such an example of faith to me. Even when he had strong opposition; he never wavered on what he knew God wanted us to do.

What a man my husband is.

I told the Lord we needed the money and a home to move. I didn't want to come up here and live in a hotel for months with three small children. Within a couple weeks both were provided.

From our decision to move in March until our final day in KY the end of May...everything fell into place. If that wasn't God's hand, I don't know what it was.

Once here Sam got to work immediately. I started networking around get my lactation practice up and running. Through it I have met some amazing women. My mom told me of the MOPS group that met once a week, and they held a women's bible study.  I decided to give it a go.

It would be life changing.

What a wonderful group of women. I have not felt that much love and christian communion among a group of women as I feel there. They barely knew me and prayed for me, loved me as though I have been there forever. It is a group I have prayed for years to be a part of, and have never found it truly in all the churches or places I've been. Normal moms and kids just making it like I am. We come together with all our struggles and no faces of piety or judgement. My heart swells with Christian love for all of those women.

Sarah has joined gymnastics and has blossomed over the summer. She has grown in confidence and in personality. She starts school in the fall...so hard to believe.
Natalie has grown too. She is such a high-spirited, stubborn girl with a big heart. She loves her daddy and her Papa. That kid will play hockey next year...she loves to bulldoze people haha.
Reese...well she is just rotten.

Sam has made a few friends and has even found great help in the VA here. We both have grown in faith so much. He has grown in faith; which is such a blessing.

There have been ups and downs since we have been here, but never once have we doubted our faith-decision to move. God's hand has been on it since day one. The longer we are here the more we see it.  

So after four years of mostly valleys and trials, we are so happy to be given our "expected end" (for now) and fly on our wings of peace. The leap of faith was so worth it.