When my husband told me that his company was moving our
family away from our hometown, my heart sank. We had been married for seven
years and had two small children. I was extremely close to my mother, sister,
and in-laws, so when he told me about the transfer of the entire company, I was in a state of resistance.
As the time approached, it looked as though the move was
really going to happen, although I prayed against it, and I tried to ignore it.
Daily, I gently urged my husband to look for another job in our hometown, but
job searching produced no leads. I finally had to admit my denial. I realized
we were indeed going to move.
The day we said goodbye to our families, I remember my mom
saying, "God will give you family in a church, and you will be okay.” I
dismissed this, knowing it was true, but doubting at the same time, as I did
not want to hear that God was replacing the family that I dearly loved with
complete strangers. On the drive to our new state, I promise it was as if one
could see my fingernail marks engraved on the landscape from across three state
lines as I dug in wanting to hold onto my hometown!
My mother is not a prophet, but the instructions she gave
rang true. We did find a church home and they are like our family. After twenty
years in our new home state, it truly has become our home. God really does
bring you close to those who are doing His will, when being in His will is your
desire. After all these years I realize it truly was a good - bye.
With Much Joy,©Darla J. Smith
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