“Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m going to make this place your home”
Home, Phillip Phillips
This song began to play yesterday as I ran around the streets in my neighborhood. It brought back memories of fifteen months ago when I awoke one morning to those same words, that same song soothing my heart. It was a few days before my husband, son, and I were scheduled to pack up a moving truck in North Carolina and relocate to Georgia. At that time we knew so little about the road stretched out in front of us.
Here were things we did know:
We knew we would be living in my brother in law’s basement until we found a place to live.
We knew that my mother-in-law was dying. It was just a matter of days. She would be leaving her home in Georgia and heading to her heavenly home.
Here were things we didn’t know:
We didn’t know we would end up making it back in time to say goodbye to my husband’s mom.
We didn’t know that, incredibly, in just 8 short weeks we would be unpacking our things and moving into our new house.
I look back on that journey and can see the Lord’s hand all over the details. It was a hard time, especially for my husband, but in the midst of it all, I (a chronic worrier) experienced more peace than worry. I somehow knew it was all part of the bigger picture. In January of that same year, I had begun praying about One Word, a word that was constantly on my heart… inconvenience. Looking back, I now know the Lord was preparing the way (and my heart) months before we found ourselves on that unfamiliar road.
Throughout that entire journey, I could see the heavenly breadcrumbs being dropped along the path. I’ve written about those moments, and many others, on this blog. As you might be able to guess, I don’t believe in coincidence. Every breadcrumb became nourishment and hope for a weary traveler.
Those breadcrumbs were a constant reminder to me that we weren’t venturing down those unfamiliar roads all alone.
And, indeed, He was making this place a home for us.
As I ran along yesterday, I thought about all the ways here is now home.
-Lost drivers in my neighborhood stop their car and ask me…me which roads will lead them to where they need to go. Yes, I do know where Scenic Circle is. I answer without hesitation.
-I have a church family and I greet at the doors on Sunday just like I did in North Carolina. I’ve made friends and I can connect with them during the week. (Tonight I have a “date” at Panera with a new friend.)
-I’ve had the pleasure of getting to know my neighbors and having a couple of them over for dinner.
-My husband painted our front porch last night…if that doesn’t shout HOME…I don’t know what does.
Do you find yourself on an unfamiliar road today? Take heart and hold on tight…He just might be leading you home.