Saturday, July 19, 2014

"Trust Me"



"28 And why are you worried about clothing? Observe how the lilies of the field grow; they do not toil nor do they spin, 29 yet I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these."
-Matthew 6:28-29


  • When getting a visa appointment turned out to be a bit more complicated than we thought, I heard God say, "Trust Me". 
  • When I purchased (with much fear and trembling) homeschooling materials to supplement both the time prior to getting to France and the fact that French schools won't be teaching English, I heard God say, "Trust Me". 
  • When I filled garbage bags of clothes to take to Goodwill in the first steps of packing, I heard God say, "Trust Me". 
  • When I realized that there was more unknown in the coming months than known, I heard God say, "Trust Me". 
  • When my son asked me (again) when we were moving to California, I heard God say, "Trust Me". 
  • When my daughter couldn't find France on the maps in her Bible and asked if France was on earth, I heard God say, "Trust Me."

Sometimes, even in my trusting God for the big picture, I forget to trust him in all the details.  God didn't ask me how I wanted to handle our move.  He just reminds me to trust Him, not once, but every day, over and over, when life feels out of control, when I'm not sure of the whens or the wheres.  He reminds me that He's got this, every detail!...and with that thought, the pressure if off, to have everything planned out, to know exactly what the future holds.  All that's left is FAITH in my Creator.  



Friday, June 20, 2014

France Friday: Progress

All three of the kids' passports have arrived!  We are hoping to get mine and Brandon's in the next day or two, since we do hope to be accompanying our children to France.  We are making plans to travel to Atlanta in mid-late July to apply for our visas.  Our new catch phrase around our house is that the next months will be one great big adventure for us.  I can sense Karis beginning to get a little apprehensive about the idea of going to school and not speaking the language.  My rule-following perfectionist cannot imagine how she will do everything correctly.  Micah doesn't really understand much about the move, but does show some signs of nerves when it comes to leaving his friends.  He also asked me today about making sure we take his frog and pillow that he sleeps with.  Asher, of course, is pretty much oblivious, but its going to be different for all of us.  So, we are continuing to look at it as an adventure, every part, from travel, to language, to the unknown.  I have been told that the kids will be less anxious if they don't see Brandon and I falling apart, so that's our goal (I know, aim high, right?!).  After all, what is adventure without risk?!  Joyeux Vendredi! (Happy Friday!)