Home. Home is where my family is. We have called so many places home in our 20+ years of marriage, I have lost count. Actually I haven't but it seems like an abundance. We have moved a total of 13 times (counting this last time). Crazy, huh? But this time, Lord willing, is our last. We became homeowners last month and it is one of the most thrilling moments of our lives! We have been doing an incredible amount of cleaning and slowing moving things to our new home, and today we complete our last and final load. Today is moving day. Tonight we spend the first night in OUR home. Words cannot express the feelings I have right now. I'm a little nervous too... I keep expecting a big meteor to fall from the sky and crush my ecstatic emotions. This has been a long journey for our family, and one filled with some crazy outlandish tales. But I wouldn't trade the ride for anything in all the world. God has and always will be our rock and our fortress, and has and always will be there for us thru ever mountain and valley. He has met our every need. He has never failed us. Glory be to the LORD most high, for He alone is worthy of all praise!
"I love the LORD, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications. Because he hath inclined his ear unto me, therefore will I call upon him as long as I live." ~Psalm 116:1-2