In a last-minute, rushed and truly God-given manner, our family decided to move further down the country and try and settle into a new house and new job less than 3 months before the arrival of our second child.
Looking from the outside in, many would probably think we were crazy. I’ve wondered it myself on occasion! Bust, as hurried as it may seem, this move has been a long time coming. We’ve been discerning a call we felt to this place, this community, these people, for the duration of our marriage. God kept saying “not yet”, and so as we realised the necessity of moving house with another baby on the way, we searched the area we were in and my husband prepared himself for another year or more in a job he actually enjoyed that really suited him, negotiating a rise in salary and thinking more about what he could do with the job long-term. We started to settle a little more in our city, invested more in the people and parish, and got more involved in local programs.
And then, in that wonderfully erratic and challenging way He has, God suddenly turned everything upside down for us. Out of the blue, in the space of a few short weeks, He provided a job and a house amongst the very community we sought. The “not yet” became a “now” and everything fell into place very quickly.
It hasn’t been easy, particularly with a one-year-old in tow and with me being 7 months pregnant and suffering from mild gastritis and bad back pain, rendering me virtually useless in the move. We have encountered several hiccups, particularly as we settle into our new house and start to discover its (occasionally expensive) flaws. (I think my daughter is getting to know the local plumber better than her own grandparents as he has been in so often!) Money trickles out as we try to fix issues. The village we’ve moved to is beautiful but not particularly convenient when it comes to shops, doctor’s trips, meeting up with people, children’s programs for my daughter, and the like.
But despite not being easy, I would say it has mostly been smooth, and we have quickly settled in, finding ourselves feeling more at home than we ever did in our flat of the previous 2 years. We have wonderful support and friendships, and going to church on a Sunday is a genuine joy. There is a peace we have found here that is not our own. Even as we discover issues and try to work around them, we have been relaxed and settled. There is true peace that comes from knowing you have done the right thing, followed the right call. And that is what we have found here.
“The Lord had said to Abram, ‘Go from your country, your people and your father’s household to the land I will show you.
‘I will make you into a great nation,
and I will bless you;
I will make your name great,
and you will be a blessing.
I will bless those who bless you,
and whoever curses you I will curse;
and all peoples on earth
will be blessed through you.’
So Abram went, as the Lord had told him.”
So why did we do it? For many reasons: for friendships, for community, for our daughter and new baby, for our family, for an exciting job opportunity, for a town by the sea. Above all, however, we did it because He told us to. And, for us, there is no better reason than that.