a year ago i wrote this...

We were the plane ride home from a trip to Virginia...

There are days when I feel nothing. When all is routine, predictable and life is simply a pattern to follow. But today is not one of those days. Today is full and I feel everything. I feel hope, love, pride, strength and possibility. I feel like a kid at Disneyland, with no lines. I can choose any ride and it will undoubtedly be the time of my life. So I choose the big one. I don't choose "It's a Small World," because I'm over predictability. I've been there before. I choose Thunder Mountain, or Space Mountain, because I will be thrilled, scared and overwhelmed with joy all at the same time. And so it is in our lives right now. With opportunity opened up to us, we can choose to take the big ride--with all the unknown and the fear as well as the possibility of great joy and new heights--or we can stay circling in our pattern, singing "It's a Small World," and wondering what the big ride is like. And so, the two rides before me, I choose the big ride for us. I choose change, a rarity for me, and yet something very necessary, so crucial to growth. And undoubtedly there will be times when we're just crawling along, creaking up to the top, overwhelmed with fear and anticipation because we don't know what's on the other side, but then there will be downhills too, when we're riding free with our arms in the air, saying, "It doesn't get any better than this." And so I'll choose the big ride, for all it entails. For joy, sorrow, growth, discouragement and accomplishment. 

Hang on, cause this is the wildest ride in the wilderness.

We had just decided to move to a little town in Texas called Abilene. The idea of moving somewhere for Landon to go to grad school had been a "what if" for a while, and we decided to go through it. We hadn't been in Lebanon for very long, but it just seemed to be the right time for a change. The months that followed were some of the most scary, exciting, frustrating and rewarding months I've ever had. And you know what? God knew what he was doing all along. 

We moved with no jobs, a little money, and no fair warning about the weather. Now, I have a job that I love and Landon is a straight-A go-getter. We still only have a little money. And, for now, the weather is perfect (I'm denying that summer is just around the corner). 

In between, though, there are a thousand stories of how God has proved Himself faithful. Life is not perfect, but I praise the one who is. And I'm glad we threw our fears aside and chose change. Because not a single moment when I've thought, What in the world am I doing here? has gone unanswered. He is faithful.

xoxo.