We feel so much better just knowing it's out there now. I nearly made myself sick leading up to tonight -- I even ran fever the last two days. We've all been grieving for the last couple of months, knowing moving could be a possibility. Then we visited the church in LR a couple of weeks ago and we know it's where we need to be.
We've lived in Baytown for six years. It seems like a lifetime, though. It's the only home our girls have known. We have loved this town and our church and the schools our girls have been in. We've loved this old house we bought and fixed up. Tomorrow morning there will be a sign in our yard. That's going to take some getting used to.
And there's a church family in Little Rock waiting for us. Julia already has a friend named Rachel who was more than delighted at the prospect of having a girl her age around. (The LR church seems to be inundated with 7-year-old boys.) There's a youth group who needs us, and who we need as well. I guess we're ready to go.
I remember something someone told me years ago. When God decides to work in your life, hang on. It's going to be a wild ride.