From There to Here

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It’s hard to summarize the past four weeks of packing, driving, visiting, driving, apple picking, flying, speaking, birthday celebrating, packing, flying, packing, cleaning, flying, sleeping, packing, and finally, settling. But there you have it: the summary of our journey from our home of 13 years in Colorado to our new home in Louisville, KY.

Here it is in pictures.

The Gateway Arch on our drive east from Colorado.

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Alongside the tree outside our apartment window in Kentucky.

Here’s a bit of the view out my window heading north from Kentucky to Ohio.

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And the view behind my seat.

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Ohio provided lots of cousin time. We raked the leaves and jumped in them.

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This guy turned four.

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And this one nearly touched the sky. Or at least the tops of the trees.

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Mid-way through our trip, Steve and I headed even further north to Minnesota for a long-planned speaking engagement at Northwestern College. While there, we toured a well-known ministry.

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Visited a well-known friend.

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And spent two days ministering alongside MJ and Julie, founders of Future Marriage University, as well as Brittany, the chapel coordinator for NWC.

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We found some quiet family time at a little lake in Michigan.

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And even found a way to get a group shot (thanks to an old lawn chair and my camera’s timer).

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In Ohio, the girls went to a fund raising tea for my sister’s adoption from Ethiopia.

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Then Steve and I headed back to Colorado to finish packing and, thanks to some amazing friends, spent our last few hours in our old hometown at our favorite place: The Braodmoor.

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I’ve been tempted to great discouragement these past few months of transition as we’ve relocated to a new home after 13 years in Colorado. It’s far too easy to focus on what I’m waiting for — our house to sell, the new job to come through, the move to begin, the boxes to arrive, the move to end, etc. Waiting can be, and is, wearying. It’s at times frustrating, depressing, discouraging, and more. I was reading Isaiah 40:30-31 and was struck by these verses:

Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted;
 but they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength;
 they shall mount up with wings like eagles; 
they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. (ESV)

Whether you’re single and waiting for a spouse, married and waiting for a baby, or, like us, waiting for things related to a change of job or move, waiting is wearying. Whatever it is you’re waiting for. Unless what you’re waiting on is the Lord. And that’s the lesson I’m learning as we’ve been moving from there to here.