Today as I drove through town in the beautiful sunshine, I was wishing I could just have an infinitesimal glimpse and understanding of God's plan for our family so perhaps it wouldn't be so darn hard to be still. All this wishing reminded me, though, that my job is to trust and have faith. Isn't that what faith is? The assurance of things hoped for and the conviction of things unseen? And I'm not talking about some wishy-washy hope of a prize, a present, or a fleeting trinket. Our assurance that Jesus is ours is my treasure, but a home to take care of my children is my current fleshly hope. Maybe it's the sunshine brightening my outlook and perspective today, maybe it's the countless hours I've thought, prayed, fret, and talked our friends' poor ears off about this, but I KNOW without a doubt we will be taken care of.
The plan currently is to park my parents' camper at my in laws' property and have the boys sleep in a room in their house while Luke, the girls, and I sleep in the camper. Until we find a house and are ready to buy, that will be home, unless a miracle happens and a house metaphorically falls into our laps. Although this prospect of living in a camper/inlaws' house is hard to swallow, I know it will provide healthy perspective:
-We'll be forced to live minimalistic lives since all of our belongings will more than likely be in storage for the next few months.
-We'll be blessed with an opportunity to facilitate a stronger relationship with family since they'll have to put up with us for a while (which I'm really excited about, since I truly love my inlaws!!).
-We'll have plenty of opportunity for talks with the kids since I will continue to drive them to and from their school because taking them out and forcing them to go to a new school for the last two months of the year would be salt on an already open wound. Their lives are being upheaved so severely as it is, we want them to have some sense of normalcy and familiarity.
-I will have lots of opportunities to build better relationships with local friends since I won't want to be making two full trips daily to and from Silverton.
-We won't have the pressure of having a clock count down until we HAVE to be out as is the situation currently.
-We'll have some time being closer to old friends and family that we haven't lived near for the last two years.
-We'll still be able to attend the church we've been so blessed to call home since it will still only be a 30-35 minute drive away.
-We'll continue to grow in faith by trusting that the RIGHT house for us is out there and we will be led to it at the RIGHT time.
God is good. He is worthy to be praised. Our life is to be led for His glory, whether it means living in a house, in a camper, in community, in a hut, or wherever else He calls us. This seemingly trying time is not persecution, not oppression, not destitution. We've never had to suffer through anything of that magnitude. This is an opportunity for growth, to strengthen our faith, and to testify to God's goodness.
...Now if only those little girls would help pack as opposed to the squealing chaos that normally happens when I pack! ;)
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