even after the decision was made and it was what i wanted to do, the mystery of human emotion kissed my memory with recollections of gatherings with friends and family, amia's first steps, euchre nights, warm fires on cold nights. lots of memories were made here in our first home.
these are sweet things - treasured things. however, all of that is tapered with the biblical idea that this world is not our home. for me personally, leaving this place is indicative of that. it is a tangible reminder to my intangible soul that i don't live for me.
these treasured things are tucked tightly away in my heart as i look with anticipation at an unknown future.
the death of this way of life is not painful, as i anticipated, but joyful. perhaps noisy neighbors will make it painful... or any number of other commonalities of apartment living. :)
but i suspect that perhaps the expansion of God's kingdom in me personally will be its own consolation and among my most treasured things regardless of what situations come.
God, please make it so.
may God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us, that Your way may be known on earth, Your saving power among all nations. psalm 67:1,2