In The Summer of last year, I began to feel a restlessness in my spirit. I sensed that things were about to change.
My big girls cry big tears. I miss the tea parties and sleepovers, Baskin Robins, and McDonald's with
I'll miss seeing the little ones everyday like I did the big ones.
The little one turned 3 this month. And our big guy will turn 10 in October.
This one will turn 3 in December.
One night in October, I had closed my eyes and was not asleep when I saw in my spirit a sign in the front yard. It was a red, white and blue sign like a Remax Realty sign. I heard the word, "Move." I knew it was the Holy Spirit speaking to me.
David had been unhappy living in the big city. He spent most of his time on the highways and interstates around Middle TN. He traveled anywhere from 375-500 miles a day. He talked of moving back home, and I always resisted. So, I said, "Okay, Lord. I'm not sure what this means. If it's means we will actually move, I'm willing. If it means, you're moving me spiritually, I'm ready.
The very next day, David said, "I need you to pray about something." I knew what he was going to say and I told him about my dream. He had a job offer. The market was a seller's market. Within a few weeks, we put our house on the market. It sold on the 2nd showing of the first day.
God said, "Move."
We made several moves. The house sold and we hired a couple of guys to move our stuff to storage for a few days. They came back on the fourth day and moved us to a 3rd floor apartment and did we ever move! Everyday...3-4 times a day...3 flights of stairs. We hired more movers and moved back to GA on January 31.
We moved leaving our children and babies crying, big tears and great sobs. I cried all the way. Big tears...great sobs.
Yes, there have been moments of great loneliness and longing for my children. But I know that God said move and he's taking me farther than I've ever been before.
A few months before the move, I was seeing 333 everywhere, every time I looked at a clock, on a billboard, in a book. Leaving my children crying once again last week, I'm driving down I-75 and I pass a pickup with a man-made cardboard sign, "333."
I learned a long time ago that there are no coincidences with God. I've learned to watch for the signs, and I pay attention when I see someone more than once and continue to see it.
Jeremiah 33:3 says,
"Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know."
He's teaching me many things that I've never known. When God says something, I hope I'll always listen and obey.
My big girls cry big tears. I miss the tea parties and sleepovers, Baskin Robins, and McDonald's with
them.
I'll miss seeing the little ones everyday like I did the big ones.
The little one turned 3 this month. And our big guy will turn 10 in October.
This one will turn 3 in December.
Listen and obey...
Even when it's hard.
Oh my goodness, Bonnie. I had no idea. We are facing some monumental things and one of them is moving. We bid on 6 houses here and lost everyone of them. I know its in HIS plan, but where are we going to go? Our landlady is 85 and is in the hospital; had a heart attack yesterday. Signs, signs, signs are everywhere (unfort no numbers, just other signs, grin). We have wonderful friends from Maine to Florida who are pushing us to get out of NY. Our sweet friends in Georgia, she keeps me sending realty / houses for sale. etc. She said, "It's time for you to come home, now." I will keep you in prayer, I know it must be hard to leave the lovely grandbabies...and I simply refuse to believe the oldest is 10. Have I known you this long? How can it be? smiles
ReplyDeleteI know that was hard but thankfully you listened and did what you were being led to do. It is hard I am sure but you will get visitors often in your new place. Oh how good the HUGS will feel! Have a blessed day dear friend, HUGS!
ReplyDeleteI can only imagine how hard that was, but you are always wise to follwo God's directions. Your grands are so cute!
ReplyDeleteFinally getting to comment....oh how I can relate to when God speaks. There were times when I absolutely did not want to hear but the absence of peace was too great. Then there were times when I felt the restlessness in my spirit and knew change was coming... But had to wait sometimes years to have the change be revealed. As hard as the move from your family has been God is certainly showing you his loving care. Sending hugs, dear friend! ❤❤
ReplyDeleteI just found your blog through someone's sidebar. I can so relate to what you are talking about. Life is a series of saying NO until we feel prompted that we MUST say Yes. I am sure there are blessings coming your way that you don't expect. I am missing three of my grandkids so much. I did not get the hands-on time with them that I had with all the others.
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful day- xo Diana
ps. I am your newest follower.
I am trying to figure out how to see when you post. Do you have a follow by email/subscriber option somewhere?
ReplyDeleteBonnie, your post hit home for me, as I have moved three times in five years. I left behind the
ReplyDeletedaughters and granddaughters, but we are all in California, and will try to see each other when
we can. I moved to the mountains, and my son moved along with me. It has always been a place I've wanted to move in my later years, and it was also a matter of finances. I asked God to guide me to my next home, so here I am, and I believe it's where I'm suppose to be. Your grandchildren are darling.. Isn't that something that you often see these numbers? I see the numbers 747 often, and I believe it means something too.
Have a peaceful and restful weekend, Bonnie.
~Sheri