life lately...

I dropped the papers in my hand and listened hard.

“Wow. Well, I’ll definitely need to talk to my wife, but this is really exciting!” I whipped open the door and dashed to the back of the house. My husband was pacing the living room, a phone pressed to his ear and a smile on his lips. He flashed me a thumbs up.

Things were about to change. Months of prayer answered in a 5 minute phone call.

My husband got a job, a really great one at a really great church. We absolutely love the wonderful people at our current church, but have felt God calling us to a new place for several months. We struggled with this, but now, we’re here. We’re at a crossroads. We’re getting what we’ve been asking for. And, can I be honest? I’m terrified.

It would be so much easier to stay here. We wouldn’t have to learn new restaurants or the best grocery store. We wouldn’t have to say goodbye to some incredible people or embrace the awkwardness of a new place. We wouldn’t have to suffer through the stress of selling a house or worry about how to afford a decent apartment on our substantially reduced salary.

I’m scared. More scared than I’d like to admit.

And yet, when I lay my head at night and worry seems to rush through my body, I hear a sweet reminder that God responds to the cries of his people. He acts. He moves. He places us into scary situations, not to harm us. That’s not what a loving dad does.

He uses scary to build up, to grow, to love. If God is a compassionate father, then scary has nothing on me. We can walk into our finances, my husband’s new job, our living situation and my business with confidence. We walk forward using that compassion as our plank across scary situations.

We know that the uncomfortable, the awkward and the unknown will still happen. But we trust him for our future because we know who he is. Not matter the outcome.