A couple of months ago, I made a little banner so that the word HOPE hangs prominently in my kitchen. Yesterday I changed the "p" to an "m." Home.
Change has always been difficult for me, and while I am excited about our upcoming transitions, I'm also anxious about the details. (Yes, Lord, I know You tell us to cast all our cares upon You and to be anxious for nothing but submit our requests to You--so please help me do that!) The process of searching for a new home has been difficult. Living in a small town, our options are quite limited, which in some ways can be a good thing. But there is also less selection, particularly in a certain price range. Of our four top options, two recently sold, one was just taken off the market, and the 4th (our favorite) has so far resulted in our rejected first offer. So I'm feeling sort of antsy about the whole thing. I know the Lord will provide, but it's easy to wonder how? and when?
In my recent retreat, I came across this verse from Psalms 127:1a: "Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain." While we are not literally building a house, this verse reminds me--comforts me--that I need to surrender this process to Him. I need to remember this place (the world) is not my true home anyway, and also that if my family is together under one roof, we can make any structure a home.