Moving to Georgia was quite a jump for us. As we started exploring the possibility of it, my prayer simply was: God, if this is meant to be, please show us. And He did. It was something that we had discussed, but we didn't have to move. The whisper in our hearts just became louder. Everything went so smoothly with the buying & selling & moving. Not to say there wasn't stress, but knowing that God was for this somehow made it easier to bear the burdens.
Then my prayer became, Please God, please help us adjust. And He answered that too. We are rooted here after such a short time; we have an amazing church that we call home and are involved in, we are part of a small group that we feel so very connected to, we have friends and are involved with them and their lives, the kids are succeeding in school, have friends, are involved in the church, and participate in several activities. Life is rich and blessed.
We do miss our families and friends in Massachusetts. There's no doubt about that. But distance and time cannot sever hearts that have been knit together.
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