So we received our orders for the next move. We are slated to move around the first week of December. Yes, that puts a crimp in our Gingerbread House making, but we’ll see how quickly we unpack when we get to our next destination.
We are moving to (drumroll please….) Augusta, Georgia. It’s just down the road about an hour and a half or so. Yes, it is where the Masters Golf tournament happens every April. Our house will be open to guests :).
We will say, that this move is going to stretch us. Douglas will be the Family Life Chaplain. That means that he will be involved in counselling families in a greater capacity. It will be stressful.
We know no one in Augusta, which means we really have to start over from scratch in terms of friends. Funny how God works in our lives, because it always seems that when we have less than a year to go at a duty station, the Lord brings good friends into our lives. Please pray that we find good, kindred-spirit-type, friends SOON after we arrive.
The kids schooling – Please pray that we can get into a Classical Conversations group for the last half of the school year.
Please pray for this move. It seems like with this move, there are so many variables and what ifs and questions. Buy a house, or rent? We are going to Augusta this coming weekend to look at homes to buy. We are thankful that we have been pre-approved for a loan. Please pray that the kids are well-behaved as we will be taking them with us. It will be a long 2 days for them. Please pray that the Lord would give us clear direction, if this is the weekend that we find the house. We want to be salt and light in our neighbourhood, wherever we live. We also want a place that truly feels like home. We are excited that we may get to paint our walls the color we want!
We are so thankful that it is not a long move, but along with that, we wonder what life will look like in Augusta. We know the Lord knows where we will go and we must be faithful to his word.
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.”- Corrie Ten Boom. These are wise words, but hard to live out sometimes. We thank you for your prayers.