Moving day. One of my least favorite phrases. A large part of the reason my family has lived in the same house for fifteen years is because I loathe the moving process. We’ve felt the nudge to sell our home and get something a bit bigger a few times, but we’ve never seriously pursued it.
Until a couple month ago. In July we contacted a close friend who is a real estate agent to see if it was possible to make enough money off the sale of our home to get into a larger home. Personally, I didn’t think we’d be able to sell our home in this market. It needed a new roof and some other pricey tune-ups. In early September, my bride and I were pleasantly surprised when our friend crunched the numbers and came up with a price that would make us enough money to have a down payment for a larger home. Our home went on the market three weeks ago.
It sold in 5 days to a buyer who offered cash for the home “as-is”. No repairs. No inspections needed. And the cash offer would almost double what we hoped to make off our home. Jesus is amazing!
Selling our home so quickly put us in scramble mode, but the Lord provided an short-term apartment that is larger than our home for around the same price we hope to be paying for a new home in a few months.
Moving Day!
A new beginning. Between packing for the last week and finally moving today, I’m exhausted. My back, knees, and feet ache more than they ever have, but the Lord has been trying to teach me to change my point of view. I’ve had quite a few panic moments wondering if we made the right decision. Yet each time the Lord reminds me that this is something I need to trust Him with because He wants to get me out of my comfort zone.
Which brings me to my writing career. The publishing process feels a lot like moving day at times. It hurts. It takes forever. It feels like it will never end. And I have to trust that He is working hard for me while I’m working hard to be the best writer I can be for Him.
While driving the rental truck full of fifteen years of our life, the Lord reminded me that moving day always results in a destination. Someday, I’ll reach a new destination in my writing career as well. That makes all the difficulties worth it 
As a military brat/wife, I haven’t had the joy of spending 15 years in one home, however, I’ve dreamt of it often. Moving is always frustrating, but God is always watching out for us. This last move has taught me a lot about trusting God’s provision–the hard way. I’m just stubborn like that. lol…
Doesn’t it seem like we have to learn that lesson a lot? Maybe it’s just you and me lol.
True that, Will. True that. Hugs to your family. =)
Thanks Nancy
Sorry for the late reply – Finally got internet in the apartment today.