{crazy} now.

We have moved. I up and quit my job. So did my husband. We have moved over 900 miles south. To Florida. Sunny (and, right now, fairly hot) Florida. 

The simple answer when people ask why we moved is that we wanted to be close to Disney World. Easy, right? People who get the whole Disney thing nod their heads knowingly and grin. They sometimes even share a similar story from their own lives. Others, those who don’t get the appeal of a giant mouse and his neighborhood, nod their heads (and most likely silently think we’re crazy). Truth is, we are. Crazy. 

Looking at what we’ve done through human eyes, it looks crazy. And scary. And illogical. Completely. However, if I try to look at things from a perspective bigger than my own, I start to see the bits and pieces that God brought together to get us here. To call us here. To woo us and shape us and craft us for this moment. Here. And it’s bigger than a mouse and his house. 

I have to be honest and say that my heart hurt a bit during the trip south on I-95. I wasn't going to be living near my sister for the first time in a long time, and it felt yucky. I was excited to move, but the good-byes of the four weeks prior had taken their toll, and I found myself mourning and fearful of the future all at the same time. I wanted this new adventure. Fleshing it out was proving to be a little bittersweet. New adventures are like that, aren’t they? They are…well…new. And with newness comes change and uncertainty.  But, in the midst of the new and the unfamiliar is the Constant. The Unchanging. The Forever God who loves you and me and everyone far more than we can ever begin to grasp. We are His, and He is ours. For all time. In all places. We are known and loved even when we find ourselves in unknown and unchartered territory. 

After all, it’s only unknown and unchartered by us. He knew what would happen all along, and He knows what tomorrow holds. 

Learning to trust Him,
Deni