With our move and being less busy, I have had a lot more time on my hands to think. In many ways, this "slower" season of our life as far as commitments go has been nice because I have actually gotten some habits established in our home that I have always wanted to. For example, introduce Fridays as pizza nights, actually do meal planning and try to be more intentional about making our home a welcoming haven with decorations and visible scripture on our walls to memorize.
However, one of the things that I have learned about a move is that it can also feel very lonely. Why is it so exhausting to get to know a person? Why does it take so long to go deep with people? Not really recognizing that after we had spent 13 years in one area, that even though we sort of new a little bit about our new surroundings from spending college there, we were still starting over from scratch with relationship building. As someone that has a strong faith in God and values the need to find a church to get connected to as soon as possible after moving, I wonder how those that don't have a community survive through moves? Our church here has been where we have connected the most and most easily. I love how the body of Christ immediately unifies you!
Another piece of our move that caught me off guard is just how much I miss the area we lived in before. Since it is only 1.5 hours away and we get back there every so often, when I am there, my heart just aches and longs to be back there! I know this will get better with time and I think it is mostly a comfort thing because I have enjoyed so many great experiences with friends etc. at places!
Trust = safety. The move has also given me a good reminder of what kids that have experienced trauma of any kind (example: adoption) experience as they go into any situation that is new or change. Learning to trust when you have gone through many experiences where they did not have anyone to trust or someone was not trustworthy, can really make you hesitate to go down that path again. Learning people's story, journey and not just judging their actions, behavior or choices is what we are called to do.
November is National Adoption Month and so I have been thinking about how thankful I am for my two boys that we have that are adopted as well as their birth mom. However, this awareness still is bittersweet at times because the journey of adoption is ever changing and sometimes rewarding and sometimes very hard! One of the reasons I wonder if God gave us this little girl that is on the way is to help me remember how great a gift and sacrifice it is to carry a child for 9 months and then choose to place them in a home where you are entrusting them to another family's care. It is so humbling and truly something so hard for us to fathom. This is when I stop and thank God that he is sovereign and in control. He moves mountains and knows how many hairs are on our head. So...I know without a doubt that He placed our two adopted boys in our home, not because of anything Matt and I did. What questions do you have about adoption? We are an open book and are always open to share our journey.