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Packing, Cramps and All Those Little Annoyances...

So, guess what? We are moving! Not from our church just from our rental. Woohoo! After 4 1/2 years (marvelous ones), God has allowed us to buy a home. We feel blessed beyond measure. But along with the joys of buying a new home are the woes of packing up our rental. And to top it off, I am cramping. Ay-ay-ay! And if that weren't enough my 12 year old is acting like an alien from another planet. Seriously, "who is this kid and what have they done with him?"
No, I am not complaining. This is the only place I can vent and not one of you can tell me I'm nuts or overreacting. It's nice to get it out.
Things I have learned while waiting:
1. I hate waiting.
2. It's hard to wait.
3. Waiting requires trust in God, my source and the One who sees the big picture and knows what's best for me.
4. It strengthens me. It matures me. It removes toxins I didn't even know were there.
5. It teaches me to relinquish control and allow God to have His way.
6. Teaches me that God is God and only when He says it's a go, then it's a go. Not my will but Your will be done, Lord!

Waiting is so hard, but man is it necessary. I can say this now after waiting for an answer about purchasing a home for 4 1/2 years (but I did say it even while waiting), but God does know best. What was He keeping us from? Only He knows.

Cramps on the other hand must happen. It's a natural order of things, right? Just like waiting. Waiting produces patience and develops trust, removes toxins in our hearts and minds, cleanses us, and teaches us to perservere. Okay so cramps do produce an ungodly mess but it is also a cleansing. It happens as a natural order of things. But unlike waiting, I can take an ibuprofen and make it feel better. When it comes to waiting, my "pill" is Jesus and remembering where it is that He has brought us from and what He has done for us in the past. I could never forget His goodness and faithfulness to us, ever!
I sure do hope it's mostly women reading this today for a man probably wouldn't understand (well, perhaps just the gnashing of teeth).
Now if any of you have any packing tips or wish to fly in and help...LOL...no, seriously...I would welcome all the tips and all the help we could get.
I can wait...


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