Tough Stuff and Big Changes

You know that saying, "God will only give you what you can handle"?
Such a lie.
We deal with stuff all the time that we can't handle.  Sometimes it just feels like it's burying us.
And when we think we've reached our capacity for sanity, God assures us that He's there to carry the load- if we'll let Him.

So, I guess it should read, "God will only give you what HE can handle."
And I'm okay with that.



So it has been the last few months of our lives.  We've been thrown some serious curveballs that have put our faith to the test: 

A miscarriage in January.
Major home damage in February.
Countless bills from both of the above.
A job offer for Chris in a place far from where we wanted to move.

In the midst of it all, it was like walking through mud.  Our serene daily routine was replaced with contractors, phone calls, doctor appointments, paperwork, yadda yadda yadda.

And knowing that God was up to something, I tried putting the pieces of the puzzle together (which never seems to work).  God, you make ALL THINGS work together for the GOOD of those who love you (Romans 8:28).  This must be no exception!  As frustrating as it was, this was the truth to which I pressed in every day.

The culmination of all of this mess is that Chris accepted a position in Fargo, and we will be moving from Duluth to the Fargo/Moorhead area in late April.  When the job offer first came about, I was totally shut down to any consideration.  After all, Chris and I had visions of raising our family somewhere completely different, and that singleness of goal has been with us our entire marriage.  I was even reluctant to PRAY about the possibility, because that would give God a foot-in-the-door to make it happen.  Thankfully, several of my friends offered to help me in this area, praying with me, encouraging me, even giving me prophetic words of community and peace that they feel is waiting for me in Fargo.  I have received many soft assurances from God, and do believe that this is the best decision we could make for our family at this time.

And, though I'm not in the"YAY!  I'm so excited!" stage of this change, I can see how God has been piecing this move together supernaturally.  Perhaps the timing of our pregnancy wasn't right in light of this move.  And perhaps all of our home repairs saved us thousands in the long-run as we prepare to sell our house.  And maybe, MAYBE, God has this next phase of our lives under control too...