moving on...

we have 6 days left until this house is no longer our home.

it's starting to sink in.

we are packing up to leave, and the house is rapidly returning to it's impersonal state. my head is spinning most most of the time as i try to keep up with everything that needs to happen in the next few days. i wanted to take pictures of the things that made me fall in love with this house and show you the things i would gladly say goodbye to. i thought that would be a fun post to share...but the boxes started getting full, the pictures were down off the walls and i had to admit that there just wasn't time.

and there is not time for other things as well. there is not enough time to say goodbye slowly... or to stop and ponder the wealth that God has brought us through this place. but, soon the boxes will be loaded on to a truck (or pod?), the house will be clean and ready for new life and the keys will be returned. and i think after we lock the doors here, i will always look back with so much gratitude~ perhaps even awe over the goodness found here.

we are about to be homeless for a while. it's a strange feeling, but i think it's good for my soul as well... it reminds me of how short life is and confronts me once again with my faith that says, "this is not my home." i was totally comfortable to stay here for the long haul, but God had different plans for us. over and over again, he teaches me that he is my home~ the "place" that i am to settle.
i'm far from learning that, but the chapters i'm moving through are at least pushing me a little closer to that truth.

so we go.
we'll find another city in which we'll dwell and a house that we will color as our own home.
i am really really looking forward to seeing that come to life, but for today, there are tears in my eyes.

(images were taken on a typical morning... music playing from the keyboard and kids dancing around in their pjs...)