January 23, 2013

in and out

Breathe in. And out. And in. And out... Sometimes I find myself catching my breath and I almost need to remind myself to breathe.

Millie liked the bear. Sam did not.

Our lives, which currently resemble a whirlwind, are about to change the biggest possible change I can imagine. After having kids, of course. One week from today we'll be on our way to our new home. One week? How did that even happen? It seems it was JUST 3 months away. 3 Months to pack, prep, get stuff done. As it is, we have one more day in our little corner of Oregon.

The trailer is almost all loaded. The bathroom is scrubbed, the walls are bare. Only piles of those random things that are saved till the end remain: beside me stacks of mail, bills, and my Bible. On the floor, things the kids have unpacked and what appears to be goldfish crackers now ground into the carpet (you know, the one I gave up on trying to vacuum about a week ago). Tomorrow it will all be out, I'll vacuum for the last time, and soon it will be someone else's home.

In Washington we had a big, 4-bedroom house (with no kids), we moved to Oregon to a 2-bedroom townhouse (with one kid, then another came along). Now we're moving into a 1-bedroom "cottage" on a small river in Guyana, South America. Do I want to know what's next? I don't.

I can't thank everyone enough who has come by in the last few days. Cleaning windows, our fridge, and more. Helping to pack boxes, carry heavy things, and load the trailer. We even had supper brought over tonight. What a blessing it is to have such a loving church family.

Bed is calling me. Actually, it's my husband calling me to come help finish up packing the kitchen. Drat.

Please pray for us as we begin this journey. Blessings to you!

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