God's timing

It’s been quite the week for Josh and me. We have officially been in our new home for a full week and I cannot even begin to wrap my head around how we were able to accomplish so much.

We are completely unpacked. There are photos and art hanging on the walls in each room. We got Josh a new car. Our licenses have been switched from IL to WI. The fridge has been stocked. The sofa bed for the guest room has been ordered. A huge area rug was ordered and is currently under my feet. And we have even begun the puppy search.

I swear that I don’t think we have had a single “bored” moment since our move. Which is completely different from the moves we have made before. There is something about knowing Josh is no longer in school and has a full time job that makes this process feel more solid.

Every time I turn around, I am reminded that God has truly led Josh and I to this place. When the prospect of us moving here was initially on the horizon, I was freaked out and really hesitant. I didn’t want to be far from family or move to a place where we had no friends. But I decided to pray about it. I asked God to either close the door and open another or make me peaceful about the move.

It didn’t happen instantly, but over time, I was no longer afraid of the move and even began to get excited about it. So I continued my prayers. I asked God to oversee every single detail of this move and to make it easy. Again, my prayers weren’t answered as quickly as I would have liked, but I received answers as I needed them. (I tend to be impatient and like answers immediately).

If I learned anything from this move, it would definitely be that my timing is not what is important. God is going to work things out and it will always be on His time. And if I’m honest, his answers (though they weren’t as fast as I wanted) were better than I could have imagined. Trusting God with the path of my life is hard, but I know that ultimately anywhere He leads Josh and I will be perfect.