We're Out of Our House!

Its done!

We're finally out, and its been quite the move:

1. Janette can't lift anything heavier than a postage stamp
2. She's still recovering from her operation (doing well) but is in a lot of pain
3. Instead of taking everything out at once like a "normal" move, we had to send it to the four corners of the earth. . . . some to sister Karalyn and fiance Danny, some to long term storage, some to Kevin and Amy, some to the Trinity mission team for their rummage sale, some to the Digregorio's for our stay in May and trip to Edinburgh, and finally, some to the Brockman's where we're staying for the month of April.
4. Yech!

It was the kind of move that I couldn't get much help for because it happened over a week, and it was all these little trips one at a time. . . . so I lifted and moved almost everything myself (thanks be unto Danny, Carter, Jordan, Kevin).

How weird it is to live in someone else's home. There's a sense of loss. . . . but strangely, a sense of peace and a lightening of the load. Along with releasing so many of our physical possessions, there has been a releasing of a weight on our souls. Its hard to express, but very real. And God brings His comfort at the most unexpected times. . . . like one of our neighborhood Christians stopping her car as she drove by to listen, cry, and talk with Janette. What a blessing dropped out of the blue like a mercy package dropped to starving people in the desert.

I'm listening to the new Jars of Clay as I write this. I'm not one to listen to much "christian" music because I think its an industry, but these guys consistently create authentic music that comes from a place of struggle, pain, and redemption. Go out and buy it.

And then listen to it for a month. . . .nonstop.

More on listening to good art in another post. . . I have strong opinions about good music and how often we should be listening to it.
Dust