We are moving. We are leaving the state and heading back east and north—to the land of long winters, thick blankets of white, and heavy snow. I hope I don’t run into the White Witch there, from The Chronicles of Narnia. Anyway, we are moving to Buffalo, New York. Today is the day the movers are coming to pick up our stuff. It took us about two weeks to pack everything and sell whatever we wanted to sell. We were worried if we were going to sell everything. If we were going to find a good apartment, if we were going to find the right company to send our stuff and our car. If, if, if. So many doubts about the near future. Important things had to be decided in a short time window. We didn’t know whether we should buy a new mattress or send our old one, or whether we should keep our bed or sell it. We also wondered where we would sleep during our remaining days here if we sent everything a week early. In the end, we decided to trust God...
a pinch of God's Word // uma pitada da Palavra de Deus