A year ago today, we moved to Delaware. I have a hard time with that. On one hand, it feels like we've been here for ages. On the other, I think about Memphis like we just left yesterday.
A few weeks ago, I was a speaker at our church's women's conference. The theme was God's Faithfulness Through All Seasons. Women of different ages and stages were invited to speak about their particular season of life. I was asked to address my experience in young motherhood, recent relocation, and finding a new church home. I'm a talker and those are some meaty subjects, so I easily filled my fifteen minutes. In preparing my little talk, I took some time to think about the last year.
I know a few things about relocation to be true. God went before us. We moved because He called us to. Moving is hard. I realized one of the greatest challenges of relocation is living in the tension between the new place and the old. I have a heart that wants to live two places when we've only been called to one. It's so tempting to compare our life in Memphis to our new life in Delaware but it's not productive. We had years of roots laid down in Tennessee. I assumed it would take two years before Delaware felt like home and we're still on track for that. I'm grateful for technology and the ability to keep up with friends far away. I wish air travel wasn't so costly. I left part of my heart in Memphis and think about our friends from there daily.
Our Senior Pastor in Memphis left us with parting word that I still remember, "It's not goodbye. It's until we meet again." How I long for everyone I love to be in one place!