Saturday, December 6, 2008
Time to Move Again...
For the fourth time during our year and a half marriage, my husband and I are moving. The difference this time is that we are moving to a home, our first real home; the reason being that this week we bought our first home.
As I am writing this, my husband is painting my new kitchen. This will be the first time since we got married that we have been able to choose our own colors. We will finally have enough room to store things, somewhere for the kids to play in when they get older. It is a blessing we have been waiting forever for.
And yet, even as I am packing for this move, I can't help but think that someday soon, I will be called to a home that I have been waiting for even longer. A home that will all that I have ever wanted or ever could want. One that is more beautiful than my little dream house. One where Someone is waiting for me who is even more wonderful than my husband and daughter, which is saying something.
For someday soon, I will wake up in Heaven with my Jesus. And finally, truly, I will be home for good. And the best part is once I am there, I will never have to move again.
(*Edited to note that the house pictured is alas not mine. I don't have any pictures of our home but that was such a nice one I thought it captured the spirit of our new home.*)