Flux

First of all, I want to thank everyone who has been praying. My life has been in such turmoil, such flux, that I could hardly breathe. I've barely eaten.

I hardly know how to write this.

We are moving back to Georgia.

The Lord must have been preparing my heart to move--that's all I can think. Our move is not the result of any nagging or wheedling on my part. There are many details I am not going to post on a public blog, but suffice it to say that I am amazed. We still don't know all the details, but the Lord made it abundantly clear to us that our time here is up: the door is closing.

Kristy wrote to me:

Isaiah 30:21
And whenever you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear this command behind you: 'This is the way. Walk in it.'

Indeed! Praise God. Ryan and I have been through several moves and a layoff or two in the time we've been together. It makes us feel as though we've been married ten years instead of almost five, quite often.

We plan to be in Georgia in about a month. It will be interesting to see what this next chapter holds, this new season. I have been thinking about posting on how our lives in Christ truly consist of seasons rather than 'years' proper, which is fitting, interestingly, when you think about Biblical feasts and 'appointed times.' God has always had seasons for things when it comes to His people, with remembrance of all He has done forever at the forefront of each season.

God appoints the seasons of our lives, and we are just along for the ride. Lord, help me do Your will in this season.

Ecclesiates 3:1-11

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth? I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it. He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.