MOVING

I am in the process of moving my website domain. If my site goes “dark” for a while, it’s only temporary, and the site will be back up and running in a short while. My website guru extraordinaire is handling all the technical stuff, because as those of you who know me are aware, I am a techno-weenie.

That said, moving my web domain is a piece of cake compared to packing up one’s life and changing domiciles. Two of my dear friends are in the middle of that process right now. I well remember the several moves my husband and I have made and it’s no picnic. So while my friends are excited about their moves, the logistics of making it happen can be quite daunting. Stacks of boxes everywhere, trying to remember which box contains what, making decisions of what to pack and what to give away, wondering if your furniture will fit where you’ve pictured it, muscles aching at the end of long day of packing… The older we get, the more overwhelming the task. But the rewards of seeing everything coming together in the new place and making it your own bring delight to the heart.

One of my friends, Kim Sawyer and her husband, Don, have bought an historic railroad hotel in Kingman, Kansas. Originally built in 1905, it’s completely renovated and restored, and now operates as a Bed and Breakfast. Can you imagine the stories the walls would tell if they could talk? What wonderful inspiration for a writer of historic fiction!

My other friend is watching God turn a distressing circumstance into a blessing. After her apartment was flooded and mold issues triggered weeks of asthma and allergy-related illness, she found a lovely townhouse and God worked out every detail so she could purchase the place. Within a few days, she will inhabit a sunny new, updated home.

Moving my website doesn’t entail any physical exertion, and all the mental exercise is being done for me. All I have to do is approve it. My friends are putting in some strenuous hours, preparing to relocate to their new –or in Kim’s case, historical–dwelling places. I know they’ll be glad when they can empty the last box, put their feet up, and settle in.

Kinda makes me long for my “new home.”

“Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me. In my Father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go to prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself, that where I am, there you may be also.” John 14:1-3
Thanks for letting me share my heart.

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