I can’t tell if I’m happy or sad.
I’m kind of in a fog today. The movers come on Monday and we’re be “packing up the dreams God planted” in our six bedroom home and moving to a three bedroom condo a few blocks away.
You would think I’d be excited but downsizing for me, is hard.
I want to keep my gaze forward focusing on the next chapter of our life. Quite frankly, I am looking forward to not having to mow the grass or shovel snow but I find myself looking in the rear view mirror a lot. There are so many great memories within the walls of this old house. I don’t want to leave.
But then I think of God’s faithfulness in all of those memories, and I know that he will be faithful to walk with us in the days ahead.
I’m reminded of a verse in Philippians about the wisdom of looking ahead.
“I’m not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back. So let’s keep focused on that goal, those of us who want everything God has for us.”
Looking ahead. Focused on the goal. It’s moving day and I have no choice but to be thankful for the past yet look forward to the future. God is good!
Something to think about.