I hope you will go with me on this journey. On this path of walking out in faith, moving our family across the state and starting in a new town. I have a feeling God has a lot to show us in the coming months and I’m honestly very excited about it. There is more to the story than us just moving. You see last year my husband started feeling the call to quit his job. Y’all don’t know him, but the man is a worker. His picture should be in the dictionary next to provider. It’s what he does, does well and takes pride in. To say the least this call was not in line with his normal instinct, in fact it was polar opposite. We both knew the call was from God alone. For months we talked about this, prayed about it and hesitated. Everyone knows the best time to look for a new job is when you have one. But that’s not what he was being called to do. I was completely on board with this leap and encouraged him to take a running jump. But it was hard. This was a severely counterintuitive move.
After Todd softly gave notice at work, they brushed him off and promised to fix some things. Weeks and weeks later he called me to his desk and asked if I was ok with what I read on his computer screen. It was an official resignation letter. I said yes and he hit send. This time work listened and the following week Todd finished up his job. This was in early December. Friends, grace showed up.
The first thing that happened…my husband’s company paid him through the end of the year and included all his vacation pay/etc. Next, we received a check in the mail for a decent sum of money that was SO UNEXPECTED. If you would have asked us to list a hundred people who would send us money, this person would not have made the list. It was a “thank you” for something Todd had helped with. God winked and said, I’ve got you. Christmas came and went. A season I love, but that usually stresses me out, was filled with an unexplainable peace, even in the midst of our crazy decision. By the way, we didn’t tell people about this drastic change in our life. Not our kids or family. We just didn’t want anyone to worry, we felt secure in our decision and each other.
Once the new year hit, job hunting became a job and quickly lead to many interviews and possibilities. Of course I’m my husband’s biggest fan and knew he would have no problems finding a job, he just needed to find the right one. The interview process came to a head and multiple offers where in the works. Todd was offered a job locally. I didn’t feel like it was the right fit, but he was leaning towards it. I think he felt bad that some of the other options would require us to move. On Monday he had a last interview for a job in Dallas and had already been officially offered the job locally. I was home with a photographer from Flea Market Decor Magazine working on a photo shoot for the house (because, yes, that bucket list dream happened during all this process!!!) and he called on his way home saying he was going to get an offer for the Dallas job too. We had a decision to make. The offer wasn’t “official” and he was told it would be Friday before he would hear anything.
I literally had to leave the house Tuesday morning to process the fact that we were leaning on moving to the Dallas area, because it is not my favorite part of Texas and is actually the one place I said I wouldn’t go. (Haha God, funny.) When Todd asked the local job for more time to decide they said he had to let them know by noon on Tuesday. We decided to let the local job go and as Todd put it, “step completely out of the boat.” Here we were passing up a great job offer in hopes the other would come through because it made more sense for our family. You see our kids have been wanting to move and try smaller schools. Collectively the family has felt a change coming, so this other job just felt right.
No kidding, four hours later the Dallas job offer came through. Ever step we have made to trust the Lord has been a step in the right direction. As I look back over the last few months I can’t say we didn’t have moments where we freaked out. Although I have been amazed at how steady my husband has been through all this. I could see him starting to unravel and then he would quickly reign it back in. Only by the grace of God.
For me, I had a few moments of crazy tears and questioning, mainly since the decision to move has been made. It wasn’t the joblessness that got me, it was where we were being sent. In the moments when I’ve started to fall off the rails I feel God telling me to remember my fear. That sounded so strange at first, but it makes such sense. Vividly, a scene flashes back in my mind of me crouched down in our backyard when this house was new to us and under construction. It was a total war zone. I was bawling alone in the yard wondering what in the heck we got ourselves into. I thought this house would never come together, never be clean, never be without bugs and creepy crawlies, never be home. We pulled dumpsters full of trash out of the house, unburied so many crazy items from the yard, were hemorrhaging money and dealt with workers that were less than stellar. I felt consumed with worry and fear over how this house would turn out.
Fast forward five years and here we are, taking pictures for a national magazine and putting this gem of a home up for sale. You guys, our house hit the market on a Wednesday and we had 3 amazing offers by Friday. How does that even happen? When we bought this house it had sat on the market for almost a year. The owners could hardly give it away. The people who looked at it before us drove up and drove off without even going inside. And here we are with people lining up to buy. When I remember my fear I know now it was comical. God is so much bigger and better than any fear we can imagine. I realize this house and move aren’t cancer, death or severe circumstances, but I know that any fear we harbor is an opportunity.
I love to be thought of. Does that sound crazy? Anytime a beautiful envelope with my name written on it lands in my mailbox inviting me to an event I feel special. Thought of. Wanted. Loved. Fear is a personal invitation from God to spend time with him. You may need to spend a few minutes a day with him or every minute of every day walking through whatever has you in knots, but I promise if you look back on the things you have feared in the past you will see you were never alone. God walked you through those times the same as he will this time. The circumstances you face are opportunity, God’s personal invitation to draw you near, grow your faith, expand your capacity and show you who He really is in the most intimate, personal way. Because He loves you.
Fear, anxiety, worry, stress, whatever name you give your burden, it’s conquered when you remember the last time it reared it’s head and was slayed. God was faithful then and he will be again. My husband and I clung to Matthew 15:22-32 during this time, here is part of the verse:
But Jesus immediately said to them, “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.” “Lord, if it is you,” Peter replied. “tell me to come to you on the water.”
“Come,” he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”
Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.”
Peter asked to be called, he asked to be used.
When the call came, he was fine with the first few steps, but then Peter took his eyes off Jesus and the fear came hard.
Immediately. That is how quick God reached down to save Peter when he fell. Immediately.
When Peter moved hand in hand with Jesus, what happened? Jesus got in the boat with Peter.
Jesus is inviting you into his presence and he wants to be invited into your fear. Once you grasp him he will get in the boat with you and hold on because it will be an incredible ride. The destination may not be where you thought, but God’s plan is always perfect. I pray our journey bears glory to God and others will come to trust him by our witness.
Sweet friend, I have to ask…What fear are you focusing on that you should be inviting God into instead? What testimony can you share to encourage others? Have you invited Jesus into your heart, what about into your circumstance? Are you being called to do something others may think is crazy? I’d love to pray for you, just let me know how!
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