Boxes and Boxes and Boxes, Oh My.

And we're moving.
Sunday.
This Sunday.
When did we find out? Two days ago.
Have I lost my freaking mind?
Quite possibly.

But all contracts are signed and we will soon officially be closer to daddy! Still some late nights, I'm sure, but not the really late ones at least.


So while I'm looking forward to finally making this happen, my heart is more saddened than I expected it to be. I find myself staring at our house and loving it more than I ever have...this is our house...where it all began for us.


But then I catch myself and think of how much selfishness corrupts my heart. God has blessed us with a fantastic place to live, to start our family, but it is by no means our house. It's been a gift and now it's time to let God lead us in a new direction, in a new city, meeting some new friends (but no doubt keeping the old!) and experiencing a new church...though I will most assuredly miss CCF!


So as I sit here contemplating the chaos that is a never-ending list of "to-do's" on my fridge that must all be accomplished in the next 7 days, I'm reminded of God's blessings and gifts in our life and how NOTHING is mine - it's all His.

"I know Oh Lord, that a man's life is not his own; it is not for man to direct his steps." Jeremiah 10:23

"For everything comes from Him; everything exists for His power and is intended for His glory. To Him be glory evermore!" Romans 11:36