Six years ago to this day (exact date) I made my exodus from Ohio to the Promised Land where God sent me. Texas was not on my radar but it sure was on His. He knew best.
It wasn’t something that could be done in a day, week, month or year. It actually took three years to the month to accomplish the mission. I had to sell my home, leave my job and say good-bye to family and friends. Some people were happy for me and some not so happy but just couldn’t understand, even when I said God said go.
I’d never moved any further than across town. Moving across several states was a big undertaking of which I had no knowledge. I started with lists-many to do lists that kept growing.
The first thing The Lord told me to do a year before telling me I was moving was to pack up my kitchen. Being His obedient child I complied even through an injury I was suffering. The packing didn’t stop at the kitchen but mushroomed to other parts of my home. A year later when He told me where I was moving, my house was already half packed.
In those three years I learned a lot about my relationship with The Lord. My faith in Him grew exponentially because I learned He was the only one I could trust and lean on. He had my path laid out and met all my needs. He had people lined up along the way to help me in my journey. The Lord left no stone unturned.
Today, six years later I can’t imagine what my life would be like if I decided to discount His direction for my life and gone where I wanted to go. One good thing is I won’t have to find out because obedience is better than sacrifice. I’ll joyfully keep on the journey He prepared for me being thankful along the way.
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I remember that time all too well.
Thanks !!! I needed to hear this today !! Blessings !! Bonnie
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