Autumn winds have always seemed to me to be winds of change, and as a cool, sweet, autumn-scented breeze swept over my face as I lay just-awake in bed, I couldn’t help thinking that we are, indeed, in for a change. The Little White House chapter of our lives is drawing to a close.
It’s been a good chapter, though – my favorite so far. It hasn’t only been idyllic days on the porch swing, though. It’s held trial and tribulation and faith-stretching and faith-growing, disappointment and joy and heartache and illuminating moments and too much time spent wallowing in self-pity. (A second spent is a second too much!)
There are slightly over two weeks until we have to be out of the house, and as of today, we have absolutely nowhere to move to. It could be a frightening thought, save for one other, far stronger – God will provide. Not might, or could, but will. If that isn’t comforting, I don’t know what is. Granted, it might not be in the way we want, or expect, but
Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Personally, I’m excited to see what’s in store for us. 🙂