“See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland.”
~Isaiah 43:19
Today was the last day in our Tennessee home after 9 years, 2 months, 12 days.
Our daughters were 12 and 2 when we came here, the blink-of-an-eye ago.
This place we had initially thought would be a temporary dwelling while we prepared
to build the dream home that never happened; and so it became our summer cabin/winter lodge.
It was a place of ill-content for quite some time for me, and then it became a refuge and a place of refreshment—post-repentance.
We lived and loved, fought and made up, laughed and cried here, forged great friendships, and I almost died and then convalesced here.
We worshipped God here, and the prayers of my praying wife and me- but mostly my wife’s-are embedded deeply into the walls of this place.
As the movers packed our things and loaded the truck I heard these words in my inner man:
” You will never pass this way again.”
Not a whisper of foreboding, rather a harbinger;
Just as the leaves of the trees changing color and falling to earth herald summer turning to autumn,
So this move heralds a new thing springing up. New paths are being blazed
-possibilities that I thought of as inconceivable in my own small mind are being
birthed…brought to fruition suddenly as the Lord reminds me yet again-
“I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you,
you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.” ~John 15:5