|Posted on December 11, 2015 at 8:45 PM|
Our last night in our home was hard. We moved all day long, weren't sure if the kids even ate, boxes were all over our new temporary home. It felt stressful and chaotic and we were all exhausted.
The next day was sweet though. So fun and so sweet. We gave so much away to our neighbors- the best neighbors in the world. A refrigerator, tools and garden tools, a ladder. It was like a free Christmas store as a thank you to the neighbors who have loved us as their own.
Saying goodbye was hard last night, it felt sad walking out of the doors late at night of our beautiful home emptied. But waking up the next morning with so much joy, my happy grateful tears became a sweet gift. Walking through our clean, quiet, empty home; I just thanked Him over and over and over. For giving us this home we never diserved or could have afforded on our own. For letting me raise my babies in this sweet little home. For watching my son take his first steps right after we moved in. For letting us have such a sweet place to bring our Sagey girl home from the hospital to. For allowing us this place to do ministry in. For all the love, rejoicing, tears, etc. that this home has held us through. Thanking Him for letting us sell our home for enough to pay off debt and pay for his masters. Thanking Him for the adventure we get to take. And ultimately thanking the Lord for his reminder that our home is with him, everything here is temporary. As I walked towards the front door I heard happy voices. The new owners were there early. At first I was terrified to walk up to them with all of these emotions pouring from my eyes. "Aly, put your big girl pants on and embrace the moment. Embrace the emotions." As I walked up and welcomed them, the tears began again instantly. I congratulated them. I shared how wonderful their new neighbors are (through lots of tears). And just like that it became the perfect end to this chapter in our lives. Seeing their joy, their little boy that would love that sand box my step dad made us, their daughter still in her belly that would enjoy my little girls room soon... was beautiful. Thank you Jesus for our home and thank you Lord for blessing them with it now.
In the car, as I cried and cried, I realized my kids have never really seen me cry before. I explained my tears to them and asked Carter if he wanted to pray for me. Sage said, "Awww mommy! You sad? Give me a hug!" And Carter rubbed my face and then prayed over me. "God help mommy not be sad, help her have a good day. God you always protect us and love us. Amen."
And as Cody and I drove off hand in hand, I continued to cry in realizing that God had just turned this day into one of the best days of my life. That in itself is a miractle I am rejoicing over.