Well, thanks to everyone who was praying for my husband and I.
I can now reveal what it was were dealing with. My husband is from Michigan, the Upper Peninsula around the city of Iron Mountain. The year I was born, his family moved to Texas. He and his brothers grew up here, and then about 15 years ago, his parents felt called back to the UP. So, dh and his brothers stayed here and married and established themselves here. Unfortunately it's been difficult to see his parents and extended family because it takes two days to make the trip!
Well, completely out of nowhere, God spoke to us about moving. Up there. I repeat- moving UP THERE!!! It was really weird because I was down about some things that had happened recently. The more I got to thinking about the way things have been going the last several months, I realized that we aren't needed here- I felt done. I wanted to leave leave- and start over. My husband called me from work right as I realized this and I told him and he felt the same way. We had not talked about this at all beforehand- it wasn't on our minds AT ALL.
So, we started talking and praying. Wednesday was a terrible day. Full of turmoil- we were both barely able to function- we basically just went through the motions, because we were so torn about this. He talked to his parents and of course they were all excited, but agreed to pray for God's direction.
This is what we think. Time is short. The end is near. Now is not the time to be so focused on what will benefit me, but rather, what does God need for me to do? The harvest is ready, but where are the laborers? Are people willing to meet His needs regardless of how it affects them? Do the Yoopers need a country Texas gal to warm them up? LOL. I guarantee I'll make 'em laugh with my accent. So, we believe that God has heard us and desires to do something to bless us. Up there we can have land and farm it- land is so high here- my husband will be able to hunt and fish and ski all he wants, with people who want to be with him. Here, all of our friends have pretty much dropped us, we never see our siblings, despite numerous attempts to make our church more social, no one is willing. I have to do it all. I have been to the three different MOPS groups in three different towns around here, and no one would take my offer of friendship. Yet, while visiting up there, I met all sorts of people who enjoyed being with us and wishing we were closer.
My family is having a hard time. I've always been here, and they are so very attached to my children. They know they will miss us a lot, but they have made it very clear that they will be visiting regularly. Every time I talk to my mom we start crying.
For anyone who doesn't know, where we live now is the complete opposite in climate to where we are headed. I am still turning on the air conditioning here, and most people don't even have air conditioning up there!! We're talking 40 degrees below zero...we never even make it to zero degrees here. We haven't seen snow fall here in 5 years...they get snow sometimes in October. So, this is a big change. Like moving to another country...and for those who don't realize, we just moved here 6 months ago. We've moved now 5 times in 7 years.
One thing is for sure, I will be gathering lots of Texas paraphanalia and I really want that t-shirt that says 'Don't Mess with Texas Women'. I am proud to be a Texan, but God's plans are much more important. We must obey and He will bless us.
So for anyone who has had to pick up and move completely away from family and your hometown, please drop some helpful tips. If anyone lives up north, please give me some pointers about what to pack and what we will need. Thank you all.