Making dinner, and feeding Lucy grapes in our current housing accommodations. 

I’ve dried the last of the lunch dishes, our kids are down for rest time and the majority of our things are unpacked. It’s strange, something about the normalcy of this day has brought me so much comfort this afternoon.

It’s been 38 days since we packed up our house and moved into our car for the duration of our stay in North America. We’ve been in 8 states and 2 countries in the past 38 days, and we’ve seen countless old friends and met dozens of new friends! I can say with all honesty we have enjoyed our travels so much more then we could have ever hoped too!

So why do I find myself desiring so desperately to “nest” in our new accommodations? I’m putting away clothes, wiping down counters, and thinking through how to make cookies with the bare cooking utensils I have available to me! Something, I can’t say, I ever found exciting before leaving everything behind.

I’ve been reading through Hebrews lately, and something that has continued to run through my mind over the last week had been out of Hebrews 11. “If they had been thinking of that land from which they had gone out, they would have had the opportunity to return. But as it is, they desire a better country, that is, a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared for them a city.”  It’s been such a sweet reminder that even though I’m strongly desiring to put down roots where I am, to just stop and be done, I ultimately won’t have that opportunity until I have passed from this world, and I am united with my savior.

I’m so thankful for today. A day to just rest, and enjoy the normalcy of dishes and the sound of little girls giggling instead of napping. However, I’m reminding myself that is exactly what this is, rest. Our journey is not yet over, greater things are yet to come.