Arrived

Two months since I have written.

One month since we have moved.

I struggle to wrap my brain around all that has transpired.

In short, the move went perfectly.  As flawless as a move with four kids and 13 hours can go.  There was crying, screaming, whining, fighting, and utter craziness, but we survived without a hitch.  No one was left behind at a rest stop, nasty convenience store bathroom, or on the side of the road.  I call that pure success.

Wednesday, August 3rd, we pulled into our driveway, beyond exhausted, yet knowing we had a full night ahead of us.  Our rental house was empty and would remain so until the following Sunday when the rental truck was scheduled to arrive.  Other than the items that protruded from every crevasse in the vehicles, we had very little to move in.  No beds, no chairs, no tables, no kitchen items.  Our first stop would be Walmart for air mattresses and a few odds and ends to get us through breakfast the next day, then on to grab a couple of pizzas.  Finally we were able to rest in order to fully explore our surroundings the next day.

On Thursday, after a day of exploring and trying to occupy 4 children who didn’t have their belongings yet, our new friends, The Stones, came by and brought dinner.  Leave it to me to make friends BEFORE actually moving to a new place.  Especially friends who bring you a yummy meal and offer the use of their washer and dryer.

Friday morning was spent doing laundry and visiting, until the realization hit me that my plan for the kids’ schooling was not going to work out the way I wanted.  I had chosen an online option to give the kids a more relaxed transition into school.  I didn’t want to drop them off at a unknown place, in an unknown town.  But God had other plans.  The kids were wait-listed and I had no option, but to enroll them in public school.  I had to do it IMMEDIATELY.  School started on Monday.  Uniforms were to be found and purchased. School supplies were to be gathered.  I cried out to God, threw a fit, and took a deep breath, remembering the advice of a dear friend, “Just do the next thing.”  So, for me, the next thing was finding their schools and enrolling them.

Sunday didn’t come soon enough.  We were so thankful for that moving truck to arrive. Little did I know, with that truck, God would begin to immerse us into the aching heart of this community.

Published by Leah Lively

Born and raised in Virginia, Leah’s faith journey began in a loving family and a small church in a small town. She is a wife to one and a mom to four along with a sweet boxer pup. As writer, blogger, and an aspiring speaker, Leah also enjoys reading, watching movies with her hubby, and creating memories with her family. Leah is motivated by 2 Corinthians 13:11 where Paul encourages the church in Corinth to “become mature and be encouraged, be of the same mind, be at peace, and the God of love and peace will be with you.” She wants believers to grow in their faith and discover a hunger for God’s word. Leah’s genuine and authentic style of presenting the gospel lays a foundation for readers to learn more of God’s Truths. Through the challenges of life as a wife and mother, Leah's greatest desire is to let you know you are not alone and there is a God who can get you through the hard moments.

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