“For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1.
Well, this is it. Our life in Washington is coming to a close, and we will be moving to Idaho. We will be starting from scratch: new job, new apartment, new friends, new commute, new time zone. I have never been able to imagine living outside of Washington State. It has been, and forever will be, a special place in my heart. But the season of living in Washington is ending, and I am ready to embrace this new season of change and growth. This realization didn’t come easy to me. I struggled long and hard over if this decision was God’s purpose for our lives, or if I had created an idol of living elsewhere.
There were many, many roadblocks that tore at our confidence in God, that made me doubt if this was the right decision for our family. Taylor felt underappreciated at work and each day that came back with rejection letters drove him deeper into a pit of despair and helplessness. We had several financial issues that we couldn’t ignore, making it seem impossible to regain our footing that we could even afford moving to another state. Each day of waiting, each day of praying, each day of listening for God and not hearing an answer, chipped at our faith little by little. This was our season of waiting.
Surrounding ourselves with family, friends, and especially each other during this trying time helped us gain perseverance and perspective, and a renewed love for God. The whole summer was spent in prayer, regardless of hearing God’s voice or not, we prayed. Looking back, God had His divine plan written out at the very beginning. We needed this season of waiting to really dwell in God’s provisions and spend time in worship. Hearing God’s voice is never easy, and sometimes he says, “not yet”.
In the middle of fall, Taylor got a job offer for a small company in Boise, Idaho. We praised God for guiding us and taking care of us every step of the way. I couldn’t wait to tell everyone who had been praying for our family. We rejoiced together for an answered prayer, we cried together for the pain of moving away from loved ones, we planned and dreamed together for a hopeful future. This was our season of rejoicing.
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1. Yes, there is a season for everything. Just as the leaves turn auburn and fall, the heart and soul endure trials in this life. This past year we went through a time of waiting, a time of worship, a time of suffering, a time of rejoicing. Please continue this journey with me and my family, as we experience a new season of life in Boise, Idaho. This is our season of hope.