When Ian told me he had applied for a job in New York I didn't think anything of it. He is from there, his family still lives in the area, & he would periodically apply for a job when he thought it could be the right fit for his next career move.
Within 2 days he had an informal phone interview, which turned into a formal offer only 4 days later. It was a whirl wind! But through the whole thing, I knew God was telling me to trust whatever decision my husband would make. I felt almost complacent at times. And this wasn't my 'natural' way of handling big decisions so far in life. I always had an opinion, always ready for a response in the way I felt we should go. Clearly God had his hand in this move, because I could see the good in moving & the good in staying.
Well, the rest is history now. We packed up our 3 kids & flew to New York (which is another story entirely as we were delayed overnight due to bad weather and had to stay in a hotel. Ack!).
If I knew what was going to happen ahead of time, I'm pretty sure I would have said 'heck no!'. I was learning how to take one day at a time, and add the kids in there & most days I was taking it 1 hour at a time.
Now that it's all over, I still know that this is where God wants us. It doesn't make it easy though. At times, I feel like an elementary school girl who misses their family so much it hurts. How can something so right be so hard? How can a good thing hurt so much? I don't understand fully yet and part of me wonders if I will ever completely understand. But for now, I am trusting that God still knows best. And am I grateful that I can trust him for the direction of my life. Because I know that if I were in charge, it wouldn't be this good.
'For I know the plans I have for you,' says the Lord. 'They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a hope and a future.'
Jeremiah 29:11
The family in Oregon, Father's Day 2013. I love this picture because it pretty much sums up our life since having a 3rd child. Crazy, but don't blink or you might miss it!
Hi Rachel. Back when Peter and Rachel were still in grade school, we made a move from Medford to Salem in order for Vickie to go to Law School. It was a difficult choice for me because I had ten years invested in the Jackson Co. Sheriff's Dept. and had a secure career ahead with them. We were intrenched in our church. I was also an Elder in the church that I had grown up in and had friends all over the Medford area that I had grown up with. But we had a plan when we got married that Vickie would return to school for a graduate degree and we stuck to the plan and heeded God's leading in making the move. As it turned out, the move to Salem PD was the best thing that could have happened for my career as I made detective after two years and the rest as they say is history. I made new friends (you) that made the move a rewarding experience that I have never regretted. God will bless you and your family when you follow where he leads.
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