Moving is one of the top five stressors in life: death, divorce, moving, major illness, and job loss. For military folks, moving is a fact of life. Any woman associated with the military is all too familiar with this catchy little phrase, “Home is where the military sends you.” Moving is…
When God speaks…to Paula.
It has happened to me twice in the last year. And before that time, I can’t remember it ever happening. As I was spending time reading God’s word, meditating on it, and talking with Him about it, He gave me the reference to a verse in His word.
Longing for strength and security, we want our lives to stand on a firm foundation. No one plans for instability–we are a people that place high value on having our act together.
I must confess that I struggle with the Ornery Moving Hormone (OMH). You see, the sight of cardboard boxes on the curb, moving vans in driveways often makes me feel just a little nauseous. Dealing with change and transition is never easy.
Transitions are that space between what was and what will be.
The sign post at the road of transition reads…not yet. It is faith that stands in the gap spelled t-r-a-n-s-i-t-i-o-n and looks forward to what God has next.
There are things God is waiting to do in our lives that aren’t going to happen if we are warming the bench at the rest stop.
When I am facing the difficulties, insecurities, and adjustments that come with trials or transitions,
I can choose to trust God and move forward,
believing He is with me and will help me get where I am going.
