For the past two months, we have been living with my parents in Roach, Missouri. When we moved here from Arizona, we didn’t have any intention of staying in this state. But, God had different plans for us.
After countless resumes and applications put in at different places around the country, and three different temporary jobs, Chris started a job on Monday with a pest control company in Sunrise Beach, about a half hour from Roach, where my parents serve with New Tribes Mission. The company that hired him is smaller, but one that prides itself in doing high quality work. The owner is a man who values family, and his desire is for those that work for him to be able to invest in their families at the end of the work day. While Chris worked without complaint at the temporary jobs that he didn’t prefer, but was thankful for, I am thrilled that he now has work that he enjoys, and that he didn’t have to “settle” for whatever came along.
As it became more obvious to us that we would be staying in this area, I began to look at housing. It seemed like it was going to be a mighty act of God to give us a job that would pay the bills along with a home that we could afford. There just didn’t seem to be much available. As we started looking more intently a few weeks ago, I was beginning to get pretty discouraged at what was out there. And yet, we knew that God had us settling here and that He was sure to provide something. We knew we just had to knock on every door that we became aware of, and walk through whatever door He opened. It was just a matter of trusting in His timing. Monday evening we looked at an apartment that we liked, Tuesday night our application was approved and a few hours ago, we signed the lease agreement. Tomorrow night, we are going to start moving stuff over, and hope to have the rest (or at least most) of it moved this weekend.
I am so very thankful for my parents. When we were trying to decide where we should go when we left Arizona, a wise friend suggested that we head to a place where we would be able to spend time healing. Without pause, we knew that my parent’s home would be that place for us. They were willing to make the space for us, and we knew that we loved the trees, birds and quiet of the area they live in, and that we would have the time we needed to reflect and work through some things. They have turned their lives upside down for us, and I am as excited for them to have their space back as I am about making my own home again.
Our new home will be an apartment, and we haven’t lived next to somebody like that since Michaela was a baby. It is weird to think about going out to your patio and a few feet away is your neighbor, grilling out on his side of the concrete slab. The apartment is very small, but relatively new. It has three bedrooms, but one we are going to make into a TV room so that the boys have a place to hang out with friends that they invite over. I think I am a little excited about the challenge of taking a small space and making it feel like it is bigger than it actually is.
When I first told them about the apartment complex living, my sister in law, Melissa, pointed out that God has given us a great opportunity to be a blessing to all these new neighbors of ours, and I love thinking that this is our “mission field” right now. Chris reminded me today while we were discussing the size of the home that if we were going overseas, we would be making do with what was available. And that’s the attitude we want to have-to make the most out of what God has provided for us.
The boys are not that far from the church where they want to go to youth group. Alex can easily walk to McDonald’s from the house, and there are a few more close-by options for Will as he looks for a job. There are some kids from their schools that live right across from us and the boys could walk to and from school if they wanted.
And even though we are almost smack dab in the middle of town, I will still be able to sit on our patio and enjoy the trees that fill our back yard. I am anxious to get some flowers and shrubs planted and see if I can’t convince some hummingbirds to come live with us.
Here are a few sneak peeks of our new home…
I just want to say thank you to all who have prayed for us over these past many weeks. We know that nothing is wasted, and He certainly has a purpose in all He allowed. We are excited to discover what our new “normal” is. The next few weeks will be busy as we settle into our new home and the boys finish up their school year.
We were talking with them yesterday and one of the boys mentioned again that he was wondering what God’s purpose was in planting us here. I told him that we aren’t sure what God’s plan for us is, but we are going to live out each day whole-heartedly, discovering the answer to that question…