I can’t help it. I really need to have a little fit here, and then maybe I’ll be ok.
I really don’t want to move. I really don’t want to have to get a job. I really don’t want to turn 30 in 9 days. I really don’t want to have to get the house ready to sell if we have to move. I really don’t want to move. I’m really tired of my face breaking out, especially since I’m going to be THIRTY and you’d think that by now I’d be past all this acne stuff. I’m really tired of feeling yucky and phlegmy and stuffy. I really don’t want to move.
Ok. I feel better now. I’m just saying.
Moving is always bad for furniture. That’s a reason to stay.
What Joe said. And epecially for rugs. They don’t like moving.
Oh, how I remember that feeling! What really helped me is to know that God already knows how I am feeling and He isn’t surprised by it. So, I guess as long as you are counting God in, it’s OK to whine a little from time to time.
Here’s a passage from Ps 60 that comforted me and gave me courage when I didn’t know what was coming next and where we would end up:
63:1 O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
2 So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,
beholding your power and glory.
3 Because your steadfast love is better than life,
my lips will praise you.
4 So I will bless you as long as I live;
in your name I will lift up my hands.
5 My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food,
and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,
6 when I remember you upon my bed,
and meditate on you in the watches of the night;
7 for you have been my help,
and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy.
8 My soul clings to you;
your right hand upholds me.
I guess the biggest thing I had to learn was that even though I didn’t get my own way (I didn’t get to stay in Ohio) I had to trust that the Lord knows His plans for my life and that His ways are perfect. I struggled for a while with bitterness and loneliness but then I had to come to the conclusion that my grumbling, at it’s foundation, meant that I really didn’t believe God knows what He is doing! I had to repent of that. Funny, once I did, I was able to accept being here in Illinois. I still miss Ohio, but I know that this is where He wants us now.
Love you,
Praying for you and Chad,
Kim