The goodbyes have been said, the hugs given.
The boxes have been packed. And unpacked. And a lot are still sitting there waiting to be unpacked.
The gigantic Walmart run to stock the fridge has been done.
Our nomadic life lands us in Birmingham for three solid years in a house that (as of a few hours ago) has a freshly mowed and weeded yard and (as of right now) has a grill fired up and ready for a celebratory dinner of bacon wrapped steak, corn on the cob, salad, and homemade bread. And yes, probably a little bit of alcohol too.
I can't say that I've missed the 95 degree weather or the c.r.a.z.y. Birmingham drivers, but we're so content to be here...mostly because we know the One who sent us here. And He is good and sovereign and faithful and gentle and kind and forgiving and wise and powerful and REAL.
This time next week (when I'm finished with my everything for the Master's degree) we'll be open for visitors!
1 comment:
Well, now we can chalk up just another reason why we miss Birmingham...
So glad you're getting settled into your new home! And best of luck finishing up your Masters!
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