"Where are you moving?"
"Do you have family there?"
"Is there a job that's moving you there?"
No, actually my husband can't even practice law there.
This is usually where I envision my kids and I living in a van down by the river.
For months, my conversations have gone like this. With a shake of their head and usually much laughter, many say: "Wow. You're going on an adventure. Good for you!"
Which I take to mean: Good for you, you crazy fools.
We picked up our oldest from the airport last night. She's home for the weekend to help us pack and to cheer her brother on at the county fair this morning.
His pig; Kevin Bacon, will be auctioned off in a few hours.
So, why are we moving? My husband would tell you it's for economical reasons. He knows too much about the fiscal future here. If you read a local paper or two, you'll discover my beautiful home-state of California is drowning in a sea of legislative failure.
Just like my great-grandmother one hundred years before me got on a boat and left her precious loved ones in Yugoslavia- I too, want to adventure to a land where my children can have a better chance at getting through college in four years for less than $120,000.00 and where my sons will learn saying yes ma'am and no sir is common.
I won't over-spiritualize our decision. The longer I'm a Christian, the more I know He expects me to walk by faith not by sight. Yet, I believe God has put this on our hearts, given us His word to hang on to and asked like He asks each one of us...to lay down our lives for Him.
Tough to do when you just remodeled your kitchen.
Oswald Chambers said, "We are not made for brilliant moments, but we have to walk in them in ordinary ways."
I want those brilliant moments. I crave those mountain-top morsels. Will my grandchildren talk about their California born and bred granny moving 2300 miles away from everyone she loves for better opportunities for them?
Brilliant moments come when you ignore fear, refuse comfort and trudge through the ordinary.
Today, I'll ignore the fears of not knowing what's in store for us. I'll continue to wrap my life in bubble wrap and newspaper and pray for His peace.
Dear Jesus, help me to show my children adventures aren't to be feared. Keep my eyes off of all that I have here.
I'm ready Lord, send me.